Come on baby, light my fire ...

Jim Morrison would resurrect from his grave if he saw this ad. Thanks to MSN/Hotmail.

Last Monday more than 50% of the time MSN invited me to light farts from a complete assortment of arses of all possible genders (hopefully two.).

Interestingly, I have heard that MSN became profit making after it started publishing ads from dating sites. I wonder how.

Besides, what kind of pervert would want to light somebody's fart?

FYI: Title is a song by The Doors