Ever-so-delicately raising the topic of flatulence in the Ladies Home Journal, Copyranter tips us off on these completely weird cauliflower love letter ads for Beano. Check out a break-up variation.
We’re totally mystified by the melodramatic soap opera serial vibe of the campaign, set off with wilty illustrations. Why can’t we just say it would be nice not to look preggers in our little black dress tonight? Enough of this tiptoeing around the subject with the mopey gas-bestowing veggie. Nobody’s writing love letters to vegetables. We’re all just trying to keep our stomachs tucked into our jeans.
