Pig Juice

Aside from the soft whir of the slide projector, the boardroom was silent. The much anticipated slides had just made their debut. A stunned audience of advertisers and marketing executives sat petrified in a state of complete shock and unexpected horror. They looked at one another with uncertainty. Each glance seemed to convey the desire to retreat. The room began to feel as though heated by the searing laughter of the devil herself. Every tense-muscled body in the room jumped when Marsha suddenly exclaimed, “I’ve got the perfect slogan! With a name like Pig Juice, it has to be good!”