We were watching a commercial the other day which featured this dairy addicted elephant. Have you seen it? The kid drops some milk on the floor and an elephant comes charging to lap it up.
It’s a commercial for paper towels, however, it’s not a great commercial because I have no clue what paper towel I should buy to keep the elephant in business.
At the end of the commercial a little cartoon elephant comes trotting out.
I lost it.
Me: Oh my GOODNESS! That elephant is so cute! I LOVE ELEPHANTS!
Mark: Elephants are pretty cute.
Me: Yeah, especially that little cartoon elephant. Oh, I want one SO BAD!
Mark: A mini elephant, huh? I bet someone would make a lot of money if they could make a mini elephant. People would eat that stuff up.
Me: Me! Me! I’d eat it up! AND you could save the environment by riding your elephant to work! This is SUCH an awesome idea.
At this point Mark looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. Like what I just said in the middle of a conversation about shrinking elephants was just flat out odd.
Mark: What are you talking about? The mini elephants would be too small to ride. Duh.
Oh, sorry, didn’t realize there were rules about mini elephants. My bad.
Me: Oh. So you’re talking MINI mini elephants. Like the size of Nala.
We’re serious about this guys. So if anyone is a genetic manipulator expert in their spare time give me a shout. We’ve got a prototype…