You’re a chimney sweep so why not use the verb sweep in your copy! Except it reads like…
Don’t buy a used car from a used car salesman. Buy it from me: A Used Car Salesman!
And let’s not forget Faceless Gold Figure on the Ladder to Heaven … which was at one time the working title to Wim Wenders’ movie “Wings of Desire”
Sign up with this energy company and get 5,000 US Airways dividend miles. Maybe?
The copywriter stared at a lamp too long, got hypnotized and the lamp wrote the copy so the premise is that the lamp gets to stay on. Huh?
Well, see, you’ll get energy so cheap from Energy Plus, that you’ll leave lights on. And while those lights are on, you’ll earn miles. And the jet engine’s silhouette will glow an eerie white on the lampshade. And you can fly all over the world…for free. And burn jet fuel…and increase your carbon footprint…and all these good things happen just because you stared at that lamp.
Love the Lamp…it is your friend.
If she’s never impressed. Then she can’t say she’s never impressed.
“This statement is false. I’m not lying.”
Because you may want to find out who made the olive oil that poisoned you.
Take your sad, sports-obsessed, testosterone-fueled life and make it one thing: a big ugly giant ear, with stumpy legs and short arms.
And just stand there.
Because that’s all you are.
Maybe it’s a … sign.
Get it?? Sign?
Oh forget it…you’re drunk!
That is…before GLUTEN came along and ruined everything….