Or to put it another way, a big fat brand-shaped fart that stinks of death.
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About Me
- John
- I am an awards-ridden creative copywriter and creative director. All thoughts are your own. Contact me in the comments section if you really must.
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Tastes and Textures
- 24 Scripts For a Guinness Ad (2)
- advertising (3)
- Advertising Feature (26)
- art (1)
- blogging (2)
- bloody trains (3)
- content (19)
- copywriting (11)
- P.R (1)
- rants (12)
- science (1)
- work (6)
- writers (2)
- writing (1)
Blog Archive
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2010
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April
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- Fucking YES!
- God, The Chip Shop Awards are shit
- A futile ad about the futility of life
- All Change
- 10 Things I Hate About You
- Editorial from The Drum: How to use a telephone
- Apologies, politics, any other business
- Chronic Fatigue Syndrome?
- My Birthday. Enough Said.
- Oh, piss off Dave
- Soup de Journalist
- NOW SHOWING: Everything That Is Wrong With Adverti...
- Someone
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