“A muff with fluff is supposedly rough.” My girlfriend hits the nail on the head again.
Originally posted on CynfulUrges:
Firstly, apologies to my loyal readers – all two of you – for the mammoth amount of time between posts: final exams, exam slams, results, graduation (!!), job searching, flat searching, job finding, flat finding (…?) and well, life just got in the way of blogging.
But I’m finally back in the zone and am targeting the world of cleaning products. And I’m angry.
So, let me set the scene for you: An untouched coffee on the table next to a plate full of buttery crumpet smears, me slumped ungraciously on the beanbag in my pyjamas, head lolling around after a hard day of work (see: job finding), catching up with the latest news on the box. Hot image, I know. But suddenly my tired eyes catch sight of something unseen since the days of geeky, gawky, awkward Mr Muscle: an advertisement showing men cleaning!
Gulping my coffee furiously, needing…
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