There's a set of commercials doing the rounds that drives me nuts. It features a female angel who loves cream cheese. She has recently acquired an angelic manservant. Who is, apparently, mute. And does nothing but wait on the other angel. Mostly bringing her cream cheese.
Does this seem messed up to anyone else? I keep waiting for the servant to turn around and say "better to reign in hell..." and storm off the cloud. Really. Who wants to spend eternity bringing some shallow twit endless amounts of cream cheese, and sweeping crumbs off of clouds?
Philadelphia Cream Cheese presents a rather bleak and disturbing view of the afterlife.