I hardly know where to begin boggling. The gigantic CORN TIMES. The corn-upholstery chair. His gravity-defying yet plastered down cornstalk hairdo. The pipe. Does he have a mustache? His satanic eyebrows. The gleaming emerald hue of his skin. His dainty skirt. The way he's trapped in the chair. The complete immodesty of his posture - didn't he realize it was 1947 and he was being photographed?
Still demonic. The Jolly Green Giant was always sort of a capricious pagan god. He really didn't care if you ate his frozen peas. But his laughing contempt always came through.
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I find this ad very upsetting.
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