Scraping the barrel.

I feel I've been posting some pretty thought-provoking stuff recently. So all you get from me today is this:

I hate moonpig.

I hated it the first moment I heard the jingle and saw the logo swoop in. By the third time I had to shut my eyes and mute the TV. I hate moonpig with every particle of my being.

Consider this a warning. Don't go looking for it! Escape if you can! Although moonpig will find you, maybe while you're watching The Mentalist, maybe while you are eating breakfast with the Today Show... moonpig will find you.