Metamucil Berry Burst... Laxative?

Dear Fiber Supplement Laxative Manufacturer,

Your new Berry Burst laxative has got me stuck thinking: Is the “Constipation” and “Burst” combination dangerous in any way? Even though the canister design depicts refreshing colors, three kinds of fruit, and erupting liquid, I’m left with a vague sense of unease. The concepts of bursting and constipation are now floating around in my brain pan like some geriatric splash-and-burn thriller.

Sincerely,
P.L. Frederick, Concerned Citizen

Comments

Maureen said…
Thank you for standing up for us all, who are equally concerned and confused.

Do these people actually even READ what they write?????
January 26, 2008
Sid Leavitt said…
Wow, speaking of bursts, I like the psychedelic rooster who has crashed your nameplate and turned small big.

Maybe that laxative has more than berries in it.
January 26, 2008
Rick Rockhill said…
hee hee that was terribly clever, PL.
January 27, 2008
P.L. Frederick said…
Dear Sid,

Hah ha hah ha! Ha! Ha ha heh hah heh-heh hah! Ha hee haw haw! Hee hee! Hah hah ha!

Sincerely,
P.L. Frederick
January 28, 2008
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