I Want Scurvy

If I were an advertising executive at a company that sold diseases and our numbers were down because modern medicine was stealing all of our clients, I would hire my seven-year-old nephew to be our spokesperson, hands down. His rendition of "We've Got Scurvy" makes vitamin C deficiency sound more like happy hour in Cabo than a disease that causes bleeding gums and loose teeth.

Scurvy? I'll take two!