You really phoned that one in. Not even an http:// is like NaCl on an open wound.

Dav—

It took me about twelve hours to figure out what in tarnation you were talking about.

Thanks; fixed.

The Salt Manufacturer's Association (of GB, I guess) has an advert on the telly right now where different items in the fridge brag to each other about how much salt they've got. They all have silly high-pitched British accents, including the "men."

The box of meatballs (male) behaves as follows: standing upright, it pulls up its frontal covering to reveal—what else—a bunch of balls, touting, "Check out these salt levels, eh?" The butter says, "Oh, no, put 'em away, dear."

I read the bottom-left promo there as a command: "Salt when you're pregnant!"