It’s a Mitsy

 

Man that fucking Mitsibishi ad is so fucking annoying. “Is it a Mitsy?” will never be a thing. For some reason I legitimately associate it with erectile dysfunction. Like I can picture a couple being in bed and the woman is trying real hard to get into it, but feigning interest is the only hard thing in the situation so she’s like “Darling, what’s going on?” and he looks up slowly, sighs, and says “It’s a Mitsy”, and so they both lie down next to each other, not sure if they should talk about it or not. Sorry that got so real. It just sounds like something that you would feel ashamed about. I guess that’s still pretty close to accurate though. Actually my mum always drove a Mitsubishi now that I think about it. She used to ask me about my sexual exploits constantly. I remember one time we went out to dinner after my exams and I said “Mum I’m worried I failed some subjects” and she replied “I’m more worried about your inability to get laid.” I think I’ve already mentioned that in a blog post but fuck it. It was due for a comeback. Unlike Mitsys. Fuck off Mitsy.

 

– Lonely Kids Club