After some time exploring life in my new home – Punta Cana in Dominican Republic where international song stars like Julio Iglesias, me and my sisters do share neighbourhood – things are complicated in Barcelona.
First Father Bunny is sad about all the criticism coming from that –average- cake he did for my party, then my younger sister is getting serious offers as a marketing guru after being in San Sebastian with FB and finally Mrs Katanga thinks that I do care about wearing a Tag Heuer as a way to imitate a fading star like Umah Truman (Did I spell it right?).
Who the fuck is Nielsen Father Bunny? - I asked because I founded their tag in my G-analytics (I am a Bunny, but not a dumb bunny)
“Look Miffa they charge you some money to track who, where and why” – he replied
“In my times when you bought some soap you get a nice cartoon in which you could that Ac Nielsen will pay the dealer an amount of money and will reimburse the 50 ptas off from the ticket price”
Now they have total control about TV audiences and they try to conquer the blogosphere. Have they discovered my bunny plan to conquer the world?
May be yes, may be not, but with my own convergence device I have been bitchin’ around their page and top subjects is politics – that ugly thing Father Bunny is dealing with Mr. Berrozpe – so I have decided to be aggressive.
Here is me with Santiago Carrillo. He could be Father Bunny grand grand father, but he is still in good shape.
Buzz marketing and Santiago Carillo? The world really need to be Bunny dominated