How long until gambling ads go the way of big tobacco?

WHEN I was about five or six, I had to have a few days off school.

I can’t recall if it was the flu or chickenpox, but I do remember watching a pirated VHS copy of Superman II so often the tracking started to play up.

And I vividly remember the scene where Christopher Reeve and Terence Stamp battered hell out of each other in front of a beautiful, shiny red and white Marlboro-branded truck.