So, the commerical is not important for my purposes. It is the background whistling jingle. Does anyone know when the whistling started, I remember, once upon a time, the whistling made me want to tear my eyes from my head.
But, now it seems that the jingle has infiltrated my subconscious. As soon as I hear the whistle I immediately need a spicy chicken sandwich injected into my blood stream.
I feel like Pavlov's fat-so.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Nevermind the Commercial--It's the Damn Jingle
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