So, You Think My Mum's A Kook? You think my mother is kooky because she doesn't like how I blow my nose? Well, listen to this:

My mum saw a TV commercial that she found so over-the-top appalling and grotesque that she actually wrote to the company to complain. They wrote back, thanking her for the feedback, and apologizing for any anguish the advertisement may have caused, but stating that it would not be pulled from broadcast because it was well-received by a focus group. She wrote back to say that the world must be in a sorry state for commercials like that to be considered entertainment.

What commercial caused all this fanfare?

The Dentyne Frost Bites ad where the guy's head freezes and falls off, and everyone in the car screams. The first time my mother EVER writes to a company, it's because of this ad. The only word that comes to mind is: Crochety. My mother is becoming crochety.  Ms. M ¶ 7:52 PM