Meet the Rx box.
Or rather, the joke campaign for it. I can’t sell a real pharma lootbox without going to Riker’s. But I can make a full site.
Though who clicks through anymore? You don’t know where this email’s been. I’ll repost the clean posters here:
Keen observers will notice that I only printed the first two. I like all three, but large posters are unkindly priced.
For the record, this stunt sprang from a 1900HOTDOG stinger image, from my personal favorite column of mine this year:
I also considered this minimalist style, but hated it (the wrong way):
Again, full madness up on the dedicated site. Hope you enjoyed this one. I just put the first wave of these up, so I’m off to sleep.
As usual, sharing keeps me alive, as does buying my collection Everything Abridged or pre-buying my debut novel How to Dodge a Cannonball.
Anyone who survives the May-July transition will be fit to roam the wasteland.
I'm wondering what a goldfish breeder "crushing it at work" would look like...