There’s some barbque ad that has the whole neighborhood doing some weird “sound-off” chanting thing. When I say *bratwurst *you say eat me - or something like that. I turn those off immediately.
And the cel phone ones where they try to show the numbers: These 10 sprinkles/candies represent people you can call for free - and this avalanche represents our other users. Turn those off as well.
Suburban mom driving a bunch of kids to…Friendly’s. Mom bursts out singing the lamest Friendly’s jingle ever to the embarrassment of the kids. Mom squirming and practically wetting her pants so fired up over going to Friendly’s. Hey, it’s gonna cost her close to $100 to feed that mob. (Oh, I admit I’ve done my share of seat-dancing when a good song comes on the radio.)
Except for Billy Mays’ ad ageny thought for two seconds “Should we shelve the upcoming commercials we had planned out of good taste?” Answer: “NAAAAAH!”
“Billy didn’t shoot the commercials for them not to air,” Pliakas said. “He shot commercials to roll the products out and make money for his business partners.”
I hate the Restasis commercial, wherein the woman goes into the doctor’s office to complain about her dry eyes.
Doctor: Have you been using over-the-counter eye drops?
Patient: Every kind.
Doctor: For how long?
Patient: For quite some time.
“For quite some time” is not an answer. My doctor would never let me get away with that.
Doctor: I’m writing you a prescription.
Patient (aghast) Prescription??? What do I have??
(I keep waiting for her to say “Prescription? What is it?” so the doctor can answer, “It’s a little piece of paper with the name of a drug on it . . . but that’s not important right now,” but that never happens. But this dumbshit woman goes to the doctor with an ongoing medical complaint and acts like the sky is falling when the doctor writes a prescription! What did you think was going to happen, stupid?
Doctor: It’s a chronic type of dry eye.
No fucking kidding? She came in to tell the doctor she has dry eyes and the doctor tells her she has dry eyes! My doctor never listens to me!
And then we learn that the beautiful female doctor herself has dry eyes and herself uses Restasis twice a day and is compensated for her appearance in the commercial. As though it matters to me . . . she’s as bad an actress as the “patient.”
Without reading the rest of the thread, this one does it for me:
“Hi, I’m Jamie Lee Curtis and my career has descended to the point where I’m pimping for something that makes you shit regularly. Next up: the porn industry!”
(yes, it was a month ago, whatever, I just read the thread.)
:eek: He’s in my head. HE’S IN MY HEAD. INMYHEADINMYHEADINMYHEADINMYHEADINMYHEADINMYHEAD.
If you go off of the premise that the Microsoft people are all using IE and consequently have more malware on their computers than other web users, the whole Bing phenomenon makes more sense.
In the same vein of the sprinkles guy, what about the guy who has the (some small integer) pieces of candy and then busts open the piñata to represent all of the people he can call on the network? Congratulations on ruining your kid’s birthday party, asshole.
This one’s local and has been going on for several months, but UT Arlington’s “be a maverick” ad campaign. A real maverick wouldn’t just do something because the radio told him to. Dumbass. Actually, a real maverick is a cow, so you’re telling us to emulate a big stupid farty animal that only exists because it tastes good.
Are they still doing the “Burger King sneaks up on sleeping guy and blows airhorn, startling him awake” ad? Because his uncanny valley face wasn’t creepy enough without him actively trying to scare the piss out of random people, donchaknow.
Oh god, that one. Every time I saw that commercial all I could think of was if that happened to me, there would be an accidental assasaination in my bedroom.
There is an ad on the various talk radio stations here in Sacramento for the Valley Yellow Pages that has a catchy jingle that I hate and it makes me want to hunt down a bunch of phone books and burn them. Ahem.
“We make the phone ring,
We make the phone ring,
We make the phone ring,
We make the phone <ring,ring!>”
Again, I hate it and it makes me want to burn phone books.<ring, ring!>
I wanted to tell the doctor that she has dry eyes because she doesn’t blink, but I did see a partial blink once or twice. It might still be true, though.