Monkey see, monkey impulse buy

If Mad Men has taught us anything, it’s that advertising takes a lot of booze, cigarettes and whoring-around. So, it doesn’t surprise us that–when particularly cutting edge or risky–it takes some serious animal research, too.

Just for the record, we think there’s always room for red Jell-O with lady Capuchin genitals.

There’s always room in J-A-I-L-O

If there’s one age group that cannot be trusted, it’s the elderly.

Their changing bodies, hormonal shifts and lack of employment to occupy their wandering minds combine to create the perfect criminal.

The latest case of geriatric delinquency comes from Long Island, New York, where a couple in their sixties were confronted by police for committing a Jell-O scheme.

For the unfamiliar, a Jell-O scheme is a form of financial fraud where the criminal buys boxes of Jell-O mix, makes the Jell-O, eats the Jell-O and then fills the box, reseals it and returns it to the store for a full refund.

The culprits reportedly racked in a 100-percent profit of $1.40 per caper (not including purchases made on double coupon days).

There’s always room for v-i-o-l-e-n-c-e

Girls fighting in kiddie pools full of gelatin is usually a sober, dignified affair, but one sore loser at a Cambridge University contest had to go and spoil the dignity of the occasion by punching out a few spectators. Hey, this is Cambridge jelly wrestling—show some respect! People, take it from a professional who knows how to carry himself with dignity regarding a hallowed event such a Jell-O wrestling, it’s just not worth it to fight over water and colored agar gel.

Now, pudding wrestling, I can understand fists and feet being thrown over a decision in that.