So I'm watching TV during my alloted viewing period this afternoon (Avery's naptime) when a weight-loss commercial comes on. Food Network (my drug of choice) airs a lot of said advertisements, targeting the (as Gabriel Iglesias puts it) "fluffy" among us -- when you know your audience loves pork fried in butter, you stand a better chance of reaching someone who'd like to shed a few extra feet of girth. But this one (even for a weight-loss spot) strains the boundaries of credulity:


Really? So you mean there actually is a square yellow talking anthropomorphic sponge that lives in a pineapple under the sea?