We’ve looked at the history, poetry, art, but what about all that red mushy gooey inside stuff.
It’s said the way to someone’s heart is through their stomach. Visually this is expressed by Anthony Stewart Head singing about his thankless job. His victim harmonises with him but much like yet another failed attempt at a prime time dating show, it doesn’t scream romance. Unless you’re into necrophilia but even then that corpse is fresh and might not be what you’re into.
Commercialism capitalises on this (stomach heart thing, not necrophilia) in a series of adverts for Rolo. The inferior predecessor to Munchies, Munchies for when you want a Rolo with biscuit but don’t want a Twix.
A simple question of who would you give your last Rolo to. A rather deep question for confectionary but who doesn’t like having to think about who they love the most in the world and how to get it to them when considering a Rolo purchase? It’s much deeper than wondering who would win a race, the blue car or the red car, when selecting a Milky Way. Or just thinking if you have time to suck on a Flake while in the bath tub and consider if a finger of Fudge is just enough to give your kids a treat, so they aren’t banging on the door while you’re sucking on said Flake. Chocolate adverts are fun.
This brings us to this week’s poll, the ultimate romance question, slightly altered for copyright reasons;
Who would give their last Rolo?
Willow to Tara – What’s one Rolo when it goes to your everything?
Tara to Willow – Every last bagel to every last Rolo
Exchange – Both get good things from this relationship. Not Munchies but they don’t have the slogan.
You to Tara – Could refuse by saying yours.
You to Willow – Could refuse by saying she likes things that are just hers.
Tara to you – We can dream.
Willow to you – Other people can dream.
Nobody – I bought the roll, not a share bag.
Nobody. The somebody will likely never see this but to that somebody, yes I will bring it up often and in public, at any given opportunity. You know for well what you did and why I must now ruin it for everyone else.