Terrible people get into marketing, so it makes sense that terrible things come out of marketing. Thanks to Bad Men doing poor jobs at soulless companies, this week we're faced with wet sponges and lame Cheech and Chong ripoffs.

Let's start out with some weed jokes, the jokes that, even after 70 years, still aren't really funny.

Recently, these stickers started turning up all over Alberta, Canada.

The work of the Canadian hemp shop Grass Roots, they're the advertising equivalent of an obnoxious frat boy slapping your back and going, "Munchies are crazy, maaaaaaan, riiiiiiight?" Picture the pitch meeting: "Check it, brosephs, how about something about how dude likes water bongs because he's always in the water?" Ha ha ha…ha? Yet more evidence that stoners are never as funny as they think they are.

Speaking of cottonmouth, what's more appealing to a parched throat than a nice cool drink of water? How about a nice cool drink of water taken from a damp, filthy kitchen sponge? What, sucking moisture from a spigot poking out of a rotten cleaning device doesn't do it for you?

Exacerbating this is that Scotch Brite put these up all over Bangkok, one of the most humid places in the world, where people are desperate for a drink. Desperate enough that to have one they'll inhale the smell of a stale, soggy sponge? We'll see.

Cheese dicks

Kraft, maker of all types of disgusting, processed foodstuffs, has found a perfect advertising partner: a disgusting, processed band. For a limited time, if you log on to Disney.com/kraftsingles and enter your Kraft Singles UPC code, you can get a free Jonas Brothers song. Cheesy in so many ways.

Mmm mmm bad

Meanwhile, leave it up to soap operas, aka soccer mom-sitters, to take an unheard of step in product placement. Rather than simply highlighting Campbell's soup in a dinner scene, ABC's All My Children is having Campbell's executives play themselves on tomorrow's episode. The execs will pretend to open up a wing they've donated in Pine Valley Hospital, because, y'know, donating a real hospital wing would be far too expensive: "I'm not a corporate executive interested in helping people, I just play one on TV."

Crying over changed orange juice

And finally, our week has been ruined by further completely unmistakable proof that people, both advertisers and consumers, are total idiots. Bowing to public demand, PepsiCo is doing away with changes to its Tropicana orange juice packaging. Apparently, that some dumb picture from some dumb box of orange juice had changed was really ruining some days. In a flood of letters, e-mails and telephone calls, a bunch of assholes ordered PepsiCo to scrap the "ugly," "stupid" new design on the Tropicana containers, and PepsiCo is acquiescing. And here we thought that people who called companies to complain about packaging were the especially negligible ones.