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Rhectoric Analysis Of A Visual Ad

Rhetoric: Visual Aid Final Draft
399 T & TH 11:40-12:55
2/26/08

Dangerous Liaisons

It was a typical Sunday evening. Fortunately for me I managed to find time in my hectic schedule to successfully DVR my previously aired guilty pleasure (Project Runway), and sit down with all my gays to catch up on this weeks fashion foe pas.
As we watched all the grotesquely skinny model enter for their fitting , my friend Jeffrey suggests that next commercial we should take a break from mocking Heidi Klum, pause, & refill our Margarita glasses or Daiquiris(gays love their Daiquiris. What ya going to do? :0] )
Shortly after the suggestion Bravo (the network Project Runway is on) quickly cuts to a commercial and as everyone started to head to the kitchen a strange, but enticing song caught my attention, and almost in a trance, without control over my body I had to sit down.
With my eyes glued to the television, I clumsily passed my glass off to Jeffrey while mumbling to him to fill it for me. Jeffrey immediately scoffed his gay scoffed, rolled his eyes & boisterously announced that "straight people don't have any manners", but all I only heard everyone else faintly laughing, I was engulfed by that music; I couldn't turn away from the commercial.
Just then, I see a petite blonde girl standing with a cloth in her hand in a big dark espresso brown oak like doorway in a traditional English Victorian type house taking turns pacing and looking out the window. She looked like a cleaning lady of some sort; her hair was curly and appeared soft, but it looked all disheveled; she was wearing a light blue men's sleeveless jumpsuit with tan construction boots. She began to look anxious as if she was waiting for someone. Was she waiting for someone? Wait! What is this a commercial for? I had to know.
I continue to watch the blonde intently waiting for her next move. She excitedly walks back over to the door and proceeds to open without caution and a man enters. I...