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Ads that I like #48



We are rapidly approaching advertisement number fifty, so I am going to have to find a pearler for that! Today though, we are back to one of the many, many ads that feature our feminine friends (kind of like “our feline friends”, except with ladies instead of cats).

I like this one very much, but am extremely disappointed that Mornidine, a drug once prescribed for morning sickness, was withdrawn for public consumption in 1969.

My wife and I have not spoken at great length about it, but I am reasonably certain that her inability to get up and cook me a full and hearty breakfast each day was Jennifer’s greatest concern that arose from her bout of morning (all day) sickness. More distressingly for everybody concerned was the effect her queasiness contributed to the reaction of Henry, the caveman toddler, who – in the main – becomes livid when his needs are not catered for instantaneously. In the failure to adequately fulfil her matrimonial and motherly duty, Jennifer herself was quite upset. In this sense, drugs would have been the best option all round.

From the looks of this, 10mg of Mornidine slipped into the orange juice each morning, Henry and I would be treated to a bright and happy wife and mother (in an extremely flattering nightie, I might add), and a couple of plates full of bacon, eggs, sausage and maybe even hash browns!

Damn you FDA! Damn you to hell!

Comments

Priyanka Khot said…
And if the FDA do not change their stand even after that arguement... DAMN THEM IN HELL!!! for sure :-)

Loved this post!!!

still laughing!

hahahahaha :D
Anonymous said…
Ady is wondering why on earth this wasn't prescribed for me. He is most relieved I am now in t he second trimester and full of breakfast making energy again....
Kris McCracken said…
Do you make him breakfast?

I've been married years now and am still waiting.

That's what happens when you marry a feminist with a chip on her shoulder because she was forced to go to a Catholic Ladies College.
The D in D & T said…
Kris, hysterically funny again. That nightie is an effective contraceptive too, perhaps that's why the drug was discontinued?
Kris McCracken said…
There is something to be said for the daggy nighty to rekindle a spark in a marriage...
sam said…
hehe, the nausea seems to have long lasting effects in some of us members of the feline (err, female) population.... our kids are in their 30s and Max is till waiting for the whole "lovingly make breakfast and sandwiches for the dear man to take to work" thing to kick in....
ptowngirl said…
Kris you are too much! Yes, if a pill could do all of that, I'd be popping them whether I was pregnant or not! :-)

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