lollipops in wigs: the new sexy?

Recently I was trapped in the particular hell that is network television watched in real time - thanks to my cable box freezing on CBS - and got to witness the new Victoria's Secret commercial for the Show Stopper bra. What a bummer. It reminded me of the depressing yet gripping Liam Neeson movie, "Taken" in which his teenage daughter is kidnapped, drugged, sold to white slavers and forced to perform lurid dances under unflattering bright lights while trapped in the hull of a Serbian tanker - docked somewhere on the Seine.  Now, admittedly I'm not the target market.  Nor am I the kind of bloke who fancies lollipops with tiny squished together knockers wearing big wigs - if you get my drift.  But for all its huffing and puffing and teeth gnashing and hair flinging, it feels about as sexy and alluring as the suspect scrapings on the floor of my local nail salon, the hilariously named "Young Choice".   

P.S. Despite its misleading name, Young Choice welcomes men and women of all ages.  

P.S.S.  Ask for the nibbly fish.