Wacky Tobaccy
The cover of a 2002 anti-smoking pamphlet brought to you by your friends at the R.J. Reynolds Tobacco Company. Besides the fact that no kids gather in ice-cream parlors anymore, where does the one above even exist? They must have had to open up the secret wing of the confectioner's museum for the photo shoot.
Nice touch with the subtle racism--damn those negroids seducing our nation's bonnie lasses with their devil smoke. Don't think we can't see you hiding those rolled cigarettes behind your back, boy.
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The official site is "under review" by RJR right now, but there's more stuff from the booklet available here:
http://tinyurl.com/jz96r [google cache link]
The girl on the right in the calico shirt is featured in outdoor action shot. Looks like a trip to the aquarium is involved, too.
I had the same initial reaction as Pelagius: I thought this was a bar scene. Maybe it's just me and my beer-corroded mind. Maybe it's intentional. Still hilarious. Just like the "This is your mind on drugs" egg commercials -- there is no way any kid would read this garbage and say, "Gee, I guess I better not."
.....We don't even have Baskin-Robbins anymore in my state. (Too many big legal judgements, they say. We're the state who awarded a woman $50 million for spilling a hot cup of McDonalds coffee in her lap. Yay.)
.....There are a few Cold Stone Creameries, but most kids I know aren't going to gather there and pay nearly $10 for a single scoop. You can get a crack rock for a lot less than that in Birmingham. And Fergie's boyfriend she broke up with is still a major player for teen money around these parts!

























Was it published upside down too?