All over town today, men are standing on street corners collecting donations in the name of ANZAC Day. Many of them are senior citizens who've no doubt done their respective tours of duty in one war or another. You've got to admire them for being willing to stand around for hours, when having a few beers at the RSA club instead would be a lot kinder on their bodies.
But I noticed that some collectors were far from old; they were young men, fighting fit and easy on the eye. And better still, they were in uniform. Mmm...
I'm not saying that I'd give a coin to the handsome guy in the Navy suit, but not to the old codger down the street. What I am saying is that sex sells, even when it comes to charity. (And those Greenpeace membership marketers know it!)
4 comments:
All of ours have gone to those sack-suits (even the Navy, they have a blue camo sack-suit) that are about as form revealing as a as a digital camo burqua.
Hard to tell of any of them are decent looking.
But the boots are very nice.
what a shame! I suppose they were tired of being oggled by hot chicks?
And who did you donate to?
angela: to a nice young man wearing an Army uniform and a charming smile :-)
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