I think you’re talking about the other commercial that stars Merlin Olsen the OP is talking about. I think both those commercials are 5 or 10 years old.
After years of experience, when any commercial starts I have trained myself to look at the TV without seeing it while listening to The Who’s Won’t Get Fooled Again in my head. Kinda gets short-circuited a little bit when watching commercials for CSI though.
There’s a commercial for a do-it-yourself will kit that has a husband and wife in it. The husband has a Canadian accent and the wife has an Australian accent. Nothing too weird in that, although you feel like taking the guy aside and whispering to him: “Don’t look now, but your wife’s Australian!”.
The thing that is weird is that they changed the commercial a while ago so that it’s a different couple in it now, but the husband is still Canadian and the wife is still Australian.
What’s even worse about that ad is that it’s some kind of shared-work piece. Different law firms around the country use the same ad with their own logos and tiny locale-identifying items dubbed in. The one around my hometown starts with the insurance company guys talking about a “bad accident on 220” (US Rte. 220, which runs through Altoona disguised as I-99).
I get tired of these drug commercials that show people smiling because the drug has now made their life so bearable and wonderful, but don’t give you a clue as to what disease or symptoms the drug is made for. Everything is colorful flowers and the couples are so loving and affectionate. They may even give you a list of possible side effects of the drug.
“Ask your doctor if (wonder drug) is right for you!”
I might if you gave me a clue what the hell your drug is good for. I don’t want to ask my doctor if I could benefit from (wonder drug) before I even know what it is for.
“Why, Mr. Stanger, do you think you need any es-tro-gen?”
I first heard this so many years ago it was in the print era. An editor, looking at the photographers photographs of a starving child, asks “What’d you give her?” and the photographer replies “f 5.6 at 1/250 of a second”
My enemy: That commercial featuring people doing stupid things, (I can only remember the kid breaking a sliding glass door with a bat), which uses that horrifying, awful, irritating, shrieking “Woo hoo! Woo-hoo-hoo!” song. As I frantically search for the remote, the song becomes a song about me unable to find the remote. “Woo Hoo! Lost the remote!! Woo hoo! Woo-hoo-hoo!”
Plus, seeing as how I have no idea what the product was, it officially has no redeeming purpose for existence other than to annoy.
Oh wait - it did have another purpose - it ruined the log-tracking shot in the restaurant where Kiddo tracks down O-Ren from Kill Bill where the same song was used, as I can no longer tolerate hearing it in any capacity.
I quit smoking about three weeks ago. I’m over the cravings for a morning cigarette and one after each meal. But by god, every time I see one of those stupid anti-smoking ads I just want to light one up out of spite. Or at least ask a smoking stranger to blow a big cloud of secondhand right into my face.
It’s not even the truth.com commercials that get to me. It’s this one stupid fucking ad on a bench in Boise. It reads, and I quote:
Speaking of Boston-area lawyers with annoying commercials…
There’s a radio piece from some lawyer telling you how to get Medicare to pay for your parents’ nursing home bills so you can pocket their money. Then the shill asks the lawyer if it’s wrong to do this. Lawyer replies:
“It’s legal, moral, and ethical! Congress has said it’s okay!”
(Chime in here NEDopers. I can’t be the only one who wants to throw my radio out the car window when hearing this commercial, can I?)
There’s actually a reason for that. If they tell you what the drug DOES, they have to tell you the side effects as well, which is a separate complaint upthread. As long as they don’t let you know what disease/condition/rash/complex the drug cures, they don’t have to mention that some users may experience projectile defecation and the swelling of extremities such that one may look like a balloon clown.
Maybe it’s a regional thing, but for the last month or so there’s been a veritable deluge of Chrysler ads. (I’ve always wanted to say “veritable deluge.”)
The first few times I saw the ad, I thought it was kinda cool that Iacocca was still around. Nice grandfatherly type, exudes honesty, did a good job for his company back when CEOs actually worked. (It is Iacocca, isn’t it?)
Anyway, after hearing “If you can find a better car, buy it” for the gazillionth time, on every station – the same two or three ads 15 times an hour – I’m hoping that (to hell with the economy) nobody buys their freakin’ cars because some asshole will think that beating us over the head with the same ad is a good idea!
Make it stop!!!
And then stop the smirky redhead with the funny haircut who tells us that DirectWay is a “no brainer” and that “you deserve it.”
Macy’s has been running one recently showing a woman trying on piece after piece of clothing from her closet, only to throw it on the floor or bed in disgust. The tag line is
I can’t begin to express how disgusting I find this commercial to be.
Those freakin weird Burger King commercials with the chicken head metal band trying to hawk (ha!) some new smarmy chicken shit at BK. The ads are annoying in of themselves, but what really gets me about them is this:
THERE ARE NO BURGER KINGS IN OKLAHOMA CITY!!!
There hasn’t been one in this city for almost a year now. Why they pulled up stakes, I don’t know, but you would think they would notice that no one in OKC is buying anything at all (because of there not being any BKs in OKC) from them, so cancle the ads.
What’s really weird about it is I’m not seeing the ads on a nationwide broadcasted show, I’m seeing it on local progamming and syndicated shows bought by the local stations. So, hey! BK! PULL THE FUCKING ADS ALREADY!
I also don’t eat at Carl’s Jr because of their nausiating ads. Don’t even know if I’m missing out or not. I simply refuse to even try them because of their disgusting ads.
We get Kohl’s ads on local stations all the time. As far as I know, there isn’t a Kohl’s in the state. How dare they tempt us with their sales?
There is a particular car dealership whose main advertising point is the fact that the owner or whoever he is wears red high-top tennis shoes (which apparently have some bearing on the great deals you will get there)–I believe they’re Converse All-stars. His voice is so annoying that I want to go to the dealership, yank off his shoe, and smack him around with it. I’m even starting to sour on that style of shoe.
I’d change the channel, but for some reason, my dad hates it when I do that.
For some reason, I’ve always hated the Corona ads - even since I was a kid. Especially now, as a bitter and broke twentysomething, seeing those no-dialogue segements of smug, affluent subhumans doing ironic things makes me want to climb a clocktower with a rifle.
There’s a radio commercial I have to hear at least once a break during my commute:
“A man writes to ask us: ‘Dear Honda Sales Event, I am going to Jamaica and I will miss out on your spectacular deals. Can you postpone your sale until I come back?’ Sorry, friend, but no man is an island, and our sale waits for no man.”
Okay, let’s apply some simple frackin’ logic here.
A) No man = island
B) Sale event waits for no man
-> C) Sale event waits for island
D) Jamaica = island
-> E) Sale event waits for Jamaica QED
Do you see how your commercial falls into tiny shards of idiocy when you’ve taken ten seconds to think about what’s falling out of your piehole? Either change one word (say, “Acapulco” for “Jamaica”) or stop looking for insipid cliches to fill up airtime.
Any ad that’s obviously foreign and where no effort has been made to tailor it to the local audience. There was one I saw a while ago (I can’t remember the brand) in which a family, speaking with American accents and driving on the “wrong” side of the road, were busily discussing what type of “cookies” they should buy.
There’s one where David Schwimmer is telling me to take more time with my kids or some shit. Do these people have such inflated egos that it doesn’t occur to them that working class parents in the real world might be a little insulted that fucking Ross from Friends is telling them how to raise their kids? How much a pathetic, immature fanboy would someone have to be to actually CARE what what this dickweed has to say about raising kids? Hey, Ross, could you BE any more of a condescending jack-off? Get off my TV, you twat.
I hate the biatch that will settle your debts for just twenty dollars! Only she says “tweeny”, I swear she says tweeny.
Oh and the one guttersnipe from the Ab Lounge commercial, “Now my fat jeans don’t fit anymore!” Her whole demeanor just annoys me for no concrete reason, makes me want to reach into the TV and backhand her. Repeatedly.