Tales of yester-year. Box tops, and da neat stuff ya sent away for. It was just a marketing scam, but it was fun. Ya sent produce box tops for all sorts of useless scraps of cardboard, and bright colored plastic gewgaws. Like below which looks suspiciously like a paper Mig-3. Then there were the things that came with the hyper-sugared diabetic shock cereal. I can't imagine how it would work today. Would a kid get a free bong in a box of Ganja flakes?
I love mail order. My horoscope says it would serve me well as a business model. Bring it back, I say! The old-fashioned way, not by digital panopticon. I’ll warrant
ReplyDeletemail order occultism is an important part our spiritual future.
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