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Click the Frogs (who aren’t blue) to Hop Along
Genre: Histrionic Fiction
Word Count: 100
It’s an icy Missouri day that makes me want to swaddle myself in flannel, sip hot chocolate and watch ancient black and whites.
I flip through the channels. There. “Mr. Deeds Goes to Town. Love me some Gary Cooper.” I settle in.
All at once, one of my favorite movie moments where Longfellow Deeds expresses his admiration for Mary Dawson is interrupted by a drug advertisement. An adorable toddler chases after an irresistible puppy while the announcer rattles off the possibly fatal side effects.
Aromatase inhibitors? Sulfonylureas? Cosentix? Eliquis? Methotrexate?
I’d walk a mile for an old fashion cigarette commercial.
*Note: I don’t know if this is a United States only lament but it seems there’s a new drug on the market every day. It’s not like we can go to the local pharmacy and get these without a prescription so I don’t know why we’re bombarded with annoying advertisements.