January 1, 2012 7:08 AM

Crosby's Molasses: the reason you're going to need therapy

Next time you’re in the grocery store agonizing over which brand of molasses to buy, remember: Crosby’s Molasses is the molasses brand that forces you to think about fucking an elderly woman. Again, that’s Crosby’s Molasses, for grandmother sex.

I can’t remember the last time I was agonizing over molasses, but odds are I will never, EVER be able to look at a jar of molasses in quite the same way again. Not after being subjected to this sort of badvertising.

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