There are things in this world that I am not meant to comprehend. And actually I'm okay with that because I never want to understand why someone would want to sculpt Elvis and hound dogs out of butter, or why someone else would actually want to see that. And I don't understand those insipid bears on the Charmin commercial. Is that campaign actually selling more toilet paper? It's weird and wrong. And not only do I not understand it, but the commercial kind of pisses me off as well. I say bring Mr. Whipple back.