Jono's Jabbering
When is it not a good day for painting an old hooker?

When is it not a good day for painting an old hooker?

You better do something about your odour, or that serial killer is going to flay you and wear your skin as a dress.Pretty direct copy for the era, or even today for that matter. “Menstrual odor” and “sensitive tissue” are a hell of a lot more direct that “that not so fresh feeling” and “down there”. Though I have no idea what “It’s just so neat to use” is supposed to mean.

You better do something about your odour, or that serial killer is going to flay you and wear your skin as a dress.

Pretty direct copy for the era, or even today for that matter. “Menstrual odor” and “sensitive tissue” are a hell of a lot more direct that “that not so fresh feeling” and “down there”. Though I have no idea what “It’s just so neat to use” is supposed to mean.

talk about your mixed messages….

talk about your mixed messages….

What do you want to bet this guy drives a van with a mural on the side?

What do you want to bet this guy drives a van with a mural on the side?

Brand extension gone horribly wrong

Brand extension gone horribly wrong

"Let’s see…. driving gloves, maps, spare tire, extra fuel, handgun… yup, I’m ready to go for a spin."
What if the two guys were just trying to change a flat tire and the clubs were merely tire irons? What makes a club look “murderous looking” anyway? And if they only had clubs couldn’t you just drive right past them? Or run them over? Good thing they didn’t have their Colts I guess. But then, Colt is the firearm of law and order, apparently, so no thug could possibly have one.
Themes aside, it’s a beautifully crafted ad, especially for its time. It tells a succinct story without being copy heavy, and the art conveys a sense of menace and urgency.

"Let’s see…. driving gloves, maps, spare tire, extra fuel, handgun… yup, I’m ready to go for a spin."


What if the two guys were just trying to change a flat tire and the clubs were merely tire irons? What makes a club look “murderous looking” anyway? And if they only had clubs couldn’t you just drive right past them? Or run them over? Good thing they didn’t have their Colts I guess. But then, Colt is the firearm of law and order, apparently, so no thug could possibly have one.


Themes aside, it’s a beautifully crafted ad, especially for its time. It tells a succinct story without being copy heavy, and the art conveys a sense of menace and urgency.

I know it sounds crazy, but I’d swear there’s some sort of subtle sexual symbolism going on here.

I know it sounds crazy, but I’d swear there’s some sort of subtle sexual symbolism going on here.

So that’s my choice - Scott toilet paper or a pair of forceps up my back door? Yeesh, it’s a wonder I’ve managed to get away with all these years of wiping with disease laden inferior brands.
I’ve never seen a doctor wearing black surgical gloves, but I have to admit that it does ramp up the sinister vibe.

So that’s my choice - Scott toilet paper or a pair of forceps up my back door? Yeesh, it’s a wonder I’ve managed to get away with all these years of wiping with disease laden inferior brands.

I’ve never seen a doctor wearing black surgical gloves, but I have to admit that it does ramp up the sinister vibe.

If you’re going to ingest an addictive drug that tears apart communities and funds murderous criminal gangs at home and abroad while destabilising the democratic institutions of the nations that produce it, why not go the distance and use the body parts of a majestic endangered species as utensils? Go ahead - you deserve it.

If you’re going to ingest an addictive drug that tears apart communities and funds murderous criminal gangs at home and abroad while destabilising the democratic institutions of the nations that produce it, why not go the distance and use the body parts of a majestic endangered species as utensils? Go ahead - you deserve it.

The Eighties were a hell of a decade to be an art director, apparently.

The Eighties were a hell of a decade to be an art director, apparently.

Putting aside the sheer awfulness of the product, that’s some nicely written staccato copy.

Putting aside the sheer awfulness of the product, that’s some nicely written staccato copy.

These are things we are fighting for - hot teachers and slackjawed urchins.

Another in the series of WW2 era ads that had to shoehorn a patriotic message into a totally unrelated ad. And this one doesn’t even have a product they can sell. There’s something meta-Orwellian about a piece of propaganda that claims to be standing up to our enemies’ desire to force propaganda on our wholesome youngsters.

These are things we are fighting for - hot teachers and slackjawed urchins.

Another in the series of WW2 era ads that had to shoehorn a patriotic message into a totally unrelated ad. And this one doesn’t even have a product they can sell. There’s something meta-Orwellian about a piece of propaganda that claims to be standing up to our enemies’ desire to force propaganda on our wholesome youngsters.

Nothing like a little domestic battery humour in an ad aimed at housewives!

Nothing like a little domestic battery humour in an ad aimed at housewives!