Laugh! Let's laugh for a change. 

I heard a radio ad about three "chicks" endorsing chicken -- no preservatives, etc. 

Then I wondered -- you mean when we eat fried chicken from that company, we but actually most the guys would be able to imagine eating their thighs, kissing their necks, biting their breasts, too, among other things?

What an ad, really. I wonder if the three Misses Universes had known the implications of their endorsement. 

Painting by Steven Scott