I bought a bottle of Sonnendal milk this weekend and spotted a strange paragraph on one side of their label:
DIRECTIONS: Well, to be honest, if you’re looking for directions on a pack of milk, you’re probably a little more lost than you think. We don’t just mean lost as in “could you tell me how to get to the train station?”. We could be talking “you’ve woken up in a strange country with no memory of who you are but suddenly know seven different types of kung-fu” kinda lost. Are you hearing any voices? Do you hear one right now? Is it the voice of a pack of milk? Is it telling you that you’re holding what could quite conceivably be the most awesome full cream milk in the universe? If so, then you’re perfectly fine. Just take me home, maybe make a nice cup of tea and put your feet up. Oh, and tell Elvis we say ‘hi’.
Incredibly left field for a dairy, but brave and super funny. Dry humour FTW!