Food Fright, Part 6
Uncle Andrew
I picked up a few organic juice boxes for our July 4th bash, in case anyone chose to bring their children—or, I suppose, someone else’s children, for that matter. No children were in attendance, so I turned distribution of the itty bitty drinkables over to our roommate Shawn, who has a six-year-old daughter. She took to them with gusto.
The other night, Shawn wandered into the living room holding a box of organic grape juice and said, “I don’t think this company paid a lot of attention to their package design. At least, I hope they didn’t.”
Margaret and I stared at the package for a moment. She got it before I did.
I then had to get up and go check to see if the organic lemonade box somehow managed to spell out the term “forcible sodomy”.
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July 8th, 2005 at 8:29 am
*laughing hysterically as she tries to type* Must…keep…breathing…
Dear gods, that’s priceless! Of course, I don’t know if I’d’ve picked up on it if I hadn’t known there was something funny about the design, but hey, that’s just me. Once I knew to look, that’s pretty darn obvious.
July 11th, 2005 at 6:39 pm
I wonder whether an early version showed that blurb in the lower-right corner closer to the
upper-left, so’s you’d see “Hits the [G] spot.”
July 12th, 2005 at 7:42 am
Eeeeeew. 😯
July 13th, 2005 at 8:06 pm
I’m not saying that it makes sense or is in good taste. I’m just corroborating that they clearly
aren’t too careful with their messaging.
July 14th, 2005 at 7:52 am
Duly noted. 😉