Tuesday Titter

For a total package of titter inducing joy...you need to hit play and turn your speakers up. Trust me, you will titter. You will boogie. You will cry out for more (a little bit more). You will immediately go to your nearest Target for some rouge and panty liners.




If you are playing this commercial, you must be dancing. You can not sit still when this commercial is on! Seriously, you can’t… if you are able to resist its grasp, you should sign up for the bomb squad. They totally need people with your resolve and steady hands.

It takes hold of your dancy parts and makes them gyrate and wriggle uncontrollably!

I am barely getting through writing this post… there goes the leg…trying to resist… trying… it is jutting upwards uncontrollably in a white-girl-staccato-kick into the air… watch out Static… it is out of control…there goes my left hand… typing now with the right…

Are you dancing yet? If not, you should go right now to Buckingham Palace. They will hire you on the spot for your will power alone to stand guard for them as hoards of tourists try to make you flinch. I mean it, if you can defy the laws of dance in this way, you may as well call Guinness and see if you break the world record for sitting still because this tune means business. Honestly, if you can make it through this entire commercial without getting jiggy, you should consider a career in brain surgery because you must have no dancy parts.

A little bit more…little bit more… don’t you just love it?