Mott’s Applesauce… You’re Kinda Being An Ass
Posted May 30, 2012on:
I often (and by often I mean every time my mother, father and I are in the same room) ask my mother if suddenly our house burst into flames, and she could only save me or my father, who would she save?
Common question a daughter places upon her mother; I need to know where I stand and if I need to learn to run fast and/or become flame retardant.
Anyway, Mamadukes of course throws Big D under the bus and says she would “without a doubt” save my life and let my father be burned alive. (And this by the way, turns into a discussion for the next 2 hours).
Well, Mott’s Applesauce is questioning the same thing, but under less violent circumstances, and Twitter is the best way to take the poll:
Mott’s… that’s kind of rude. What does this have to do with the sweet treat that is Applesauce/juice? Why is Mott’s causing divorce and/or child emancipation?
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