Hey, it’s a farily odd mother!
I hate the song, I hate repeating “jitterbug”. And I hate the idea of sit to start. If I have the ignition on, I don’t want it cutting off because I happen to stand up for a moment.
It’s an electric car, so that won’t be an issue. I’m not sure I want the radio (ok, I’m old - entertainment system) turning on when I sit down, but in general it seems like it would be OK (and presumably programmable).
There’s a commercial for an Angie’s List/HomeAdvisor type website that I cannot remember the name of that features a talking thumb. As a person who has had stitches on her fingers 3 times, I do not like. Nope. Not even a little.
That and the A/C and windshield wipers. Especially the sound system.
Just saw this commercial. The name of the service is Thumbtack, which makes it 100 times worse.
PRO-fessionals PRO-fer Subway. Who ever thought of that one should be shot, and then sent back to grammar school.
I thought they were proffering the sandwiches, as in offering them to us. Which I thought was a pretty obscure pun that not a lot of people would get.
I never even caught that it was a play on “professional.” That’s an even worse pun.
Goddamn, I hate that! I think shot then set on fire. School ain’t gonna help them.
Golden Corral has a Latinx family sharing a meal as they listen to Grampa tell exaggerated stories about growing up. Where did they get that Speedy Gonzalez kid?
“I’m sure they had fried cheeek-in”
“You were born in My-Yammi.”
I mean, dial it back, El Nino.
I got bombarded by Bombas (socks, underware, shirts) ads last night. Seems like a nice company. Buy one, they donate one to ‘whoever’.
But my takeaway is, “You are charging me twice as much as your shit is worth if you can afford to do that!”
Sorry.
There’s an ad for a children’s hospital, or childhood cancer, or both, that gets under my skin.
Note that I have no problem with the organization that is soliciting donations—children’s hospitals should be funded, and they do rely a lot on donations. Please give generously, if you wish to.
But the kids this ad has speaking! Scripted and coached much? One little girl says, very slowly and carefully, “Cancer hurts because you can’t play outside with other [pause] chil-[pause]-dren.” Yes, there is a pause in the middle of “children.” But what kid refers to their peers as “children”? When I was a kid, we were “kids”; we were never “children.” That was a term our more-proper parents used, and the less-proper parents just used “kids.” The scripting and coaching is apparent, and IMHO, takes away from the message.
I hope that little girl gets the help that she needs regarding her cancer, but I also hope that she is not used in a subsequent commercial. Or at least that the producers stop scripting and coaching kids who appear in those ads.
I really hate those commercials. It’s a damn shame that donations have to even be solicited for a children’s hospital in the first place, but since they do have to be, just tell me about the need in a less obnoxious way.
It does not pull at my heart strings to see these kids being used in this way. It just pisses me off.
So she agrees to buy the sofa, and while the salesman is writing up the purchase her friend asks if she’s checked to see if someone nearly is selling it cheaper. Someone is, so they just walk away without even having the courtesy of letting the salesman know she’s changed her mind.
It’s like those people who go to stores and waste the salesperson’s time discussing features and alternatives, decide what they want, and then go home and buy it online.
My wife hates the ASPCA commercials. She lived in Tennessee, where she saw many abused and/or neglected animals. She never saw the ASPCA there. To be fair, there’s so much animal abuse that they can only go after the most egregious cases like puppy mills; but she saw endemic abuse and no ASPCA, as opposed to industrial abuse.
I don’t like the commercials because they’re so pitiful.
See, these commercials are not aimed at you - you are not the target audience. They are targeting grannies sitting on their comfortable chair at home, knitting, with a nice cup of tea, by the fireplace, watchin’ TV with some money burning a hole in a knitted sweater she is wearing. “Oh, those poor, innocent children! I can help!!”
I’m at the point of changing channels when that obnoxious Lume deodorant spokeswoman looms into the camera.
There’s a detectable stench even through the TV screen.
There is a commercial for a new flip phone. The idea is when you see it, you are mesmerized into buying it.
How does that make me wanna buy it?
“Its so craptastic that we have to mesmerize you into buying it!”
What’s that one with the poop emoji saying ‘Now I smell like poop and flowers!’
Is that the one with the British teenagers? Next time, watch the kids in the background ridiculously overact as they flee the table. It’s hilarious.