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Oh my… I guess advertisers are going in the direction of “Talk to them the way they talk on facekbook/twitter/etc..” I mean, that’s something I would say to a friend, but for advertising? I get it, but, sheesh. Speaking of which, I could go for a tasty foreign exchange student right now. Marketing works!
the one word reaction to this: really?
I don’t think I will be enjoying a bottle of nestea in the near future, considering that I don’t want to think about drinking a person. That’s not a refreshing thought.
Not sure whether to be amused or offended. Hmmm. Or thirsty.
If I was a foreign exchange student, I don’t think I’d mind being called tasty. haha
haha, that’s as funny as “asian flavor” when they describe noodles or something? What does an asian taste like? Salty probably…or smells like indian? wtf…
That is in such bad taste I don’t know where to start.
Ad copy gets better and better :p
So funny, we were laughing about that just the other day
I am a foreign exchange student and this is just hilarious