My Body is a Billboard?

Everywhere I go, I see people advertising something on their clothing. Budweiser is popular, as is Harley Davidson.  People spend good money for their clothes and accessories, and then walk around covered with advertising because of the prominently placed logos and trademarks almost all clothing displays now.  This wasn’t always true.  Once upon a time, a person could buy a windbreaker whose manufacturer was discreetly revealed inside the collar but nowhere else. Then someone discovered that millions of Americans would love to brag about how much money they spent on their clothing by displaying the logo of the maker and the manufacturers had hit the jackpot of all jackpots. Millions of moving billboards advertising their products, AND THEY DIDN"T HAVE TO PAY A DIME.  People would advertise for the clothing makers and other manufacturers for FREE. 

Don’t get me started about tats.  Last week I treated a young woman for a medical problem. When she was getting ready for an antibiotic injection, the nurse noted a tattoo in the small of her back. Nothing unusual about that, you say, but this one said Pfish!  Has she thought about what that will mean in thiry years? I doubt it.

Having seen this advertising proliferating everywhere, I have thought of some advertisement cum tee shirts I would like to see.

On the front: ZOVIRAX On the back: I’m loveable (most of the time!)
On the front: DULCOLAX On the back: Sponsored by moveon.org
On the front: Dr. James Cuttem for vasectomy On the back: Looking for love without consequences
On the front: Jeep from Daimler-Chrysler On the back: How pedestrian!
On the front: Read the Father Goose blog On the back: Genetically incapable of laying an egg!

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