I've just realised how much the word Levis looks like Elvis- could (and should) be the perfect advertising agent.
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Tuesday 8 July 2008
Monday 7 July 2008
Mother-In-Law and Levis Saved My Life...
Two neighbors were having a chat when one said, "I took my dog to the vet today because it bit my mother-in-law." The other asked, "Did you put it to sleep?" "No, of course not," said the first, "I had its teeth sharpened."
Traditionally, mother-in-laws are supposed to be the source of constant and ever increasing annoyance. My one-to-be decided to save my life, albeit unknowingly and with a little help from Levis Jeans.
At 5.20am a week and a half ago, I woke up to find my curtains on fire, which rapidly spread to my bed clothes, headboard and all the items behind my bed, as well as a multiplug socket. In a moment of madness/ genius I remembered seeing a Levis advert from yonder year which showed people putting out a fire by beating their jeans against it.
Mrs. Watkins had brought me over a few pairs of high quality jeans when she came to visit with Big Bob in February 2008. I raced over to my wardrobe and found an appropriate pair (ie, pulled out the first pair I found in a mega panic) and proceeded to beat it out using these real American jeans- sustaining minimal, yet very deep burns.
That is only the beginning of an epic story, but it’s all you need to know. This advertising genius, and my mother-in-law (nearly!) saved my life.
Mother-In-Law- I salute you.
Traditionally, mother-in-laws are supposed to be the source of constant and ever increasing annoyance. My one-to-be decided to save my life, albeit unknowingly and with a little help from Levis Jeans.
At 5.20am a week and a half ago, I woke up to find my curtains on fire, which rapidly spread to my bed clothes, headboard and all the items behind my bed, as well as a multiplug socket. In a moment of madness/ genius I remembered seeing a Levis advert from yonder year which showed people putting out a fire by beating their jeans against it.
Mrs. Watkins had brought me over a few pairs of high quality jeans when she came to visit with Big Bob in February 2008. I raced over to my wardrobe and found an appropriate pair (ie, pulled out the first pair I found in a mega panic) and proceeded to beat it out using these real American jeans- sustaining minimal, yet very deep burns.
That is only the beginning of an epic story, but it’s all you need to know. This advertising genius, and my mother-in-law (nearly!) saved my life.
Mother-In-Law- I salute you.
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