YOU might be able to ignore all those postage-stamp-sized ads running along the right-hand column of most Facebook pages, but dammit, they catch my eye like someone's firing toothpicks laced with Frank's Red Hot into my philtrum.
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| Guess what else F stands for? |
After a while, you start to see the same rotations of ads, even if you delete them, like those dipshits who claim to have bought iPads for $1.98 and would love to share the information with you if you "Like" their site and allow them to spam-rape your friends' Facebook accounts. The worst sets of ads, the ones that drive me into a rage with the heat of a thousand hot-sauce-laced toothpicks, are the chiropractor ads.
SOME OF MY BEST FRIENDS ARE CHIROPRACTORS
I'm not here to bash chiropractors, particularly because most have done a lot of good for their patients, and also because there are plenty of people who have already done a better chiropractor-bashing job than I could. Besides, I have a very good friend and an adequately good brother who are both chiropractors.
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Also note that I wouldn't have (as much of) a problem with these ads if the message were something like "Does your back hurt? Dr. Steve is here to help!" However, all of these ads appear to be not
about chiropractors, but directed
to chiropractors in order to attract and retain business. And there's something about that assumption, that there are so many chiropractors on Facebook that it requires a shotgun blast of ads in order to reach them all, that really sticks in my craw. (And I hate having to unclog my craw.)
Which brings me to...
