There’s a series of Youtube commercials that all start with “This ______ is going to be banned by the government next month!”
The problems with that are:
This commercial has been running for more than a month. Last month they were going to ban it this month.
If the “government” is banning this next month, it’s probably for a very good reason.
There’s a You Tube commercial featuring an old white haired guy who says that, even if I poop every day, I could still have 15 pounds of shit in me. I was a bit skeptical until I noticed that he had a stethoscope around his neck.
Soccer? American football.
Repurposed into a song about old people waiting for death?
I tend to blank out most commercials, but there’s a particularly annoying one doe ‘whole body deodorant’. I don’t know how long it took me to realise the singer was singing ‘a deo like this’ instead of ‘a deal like this’. Initially, I wondered what the ‘deal’ was; but I didn’t wonder too hard because I didn’t care. I hadn’t noticed that ‘deodorant’ is now too difficult for people to say, and that they were shortening it. Anyway, this commercial annoys me every time it comes on.
There’s a commercial for an eczema drug that is grossing me out. The main character is a chef and is shown scratching her itchy neck while cooking a pot of something. I imagine skin flakes floating into the mix. Then she is plating food with her bare hand. Ewww.
No, she’s obviously using a Latin loanword, and is referring to a god.
Local commercials are the absolute worst. These are both years (decades) old, but they still grind my gears just for the fact that they ever existed.
Springfield, Illinois, c. 1986. Tiskos Furniture apparently thought that hiring one of the family’s young granddaughters, whose speech hadn’t fully developed, would be cute and would resonate with the good people of Spiffled. So for a few months we were all treated to commercial breaks that featured a four-year-old shouting: “Thith ith Megan Tithkith fwom Tithkith Fuwnituw!!!”
Another one is of more recent vintage, also a local commercial from Springfield, Illinois. The premise is that the radio host is having a conversation with the jeweler, and they’re talking about what makes one diamond better from the other. The jeweler says that what really separates one of his diamonds from an ordinary diamond is “the Fiyuh (fire).” He says “fire,” and mispronounces the last syllable, with such earnestness and eagerness, like the "fiyuh” of the diamond is so spectacular that he can’t pronounce the word “fire” correctly. First of all, I find my intelligence insulted when radio commercials expect me to believe that I’m hearing an organic conversation between two people when it’s obviously an ad. Second, the way that guy pronounces “fire” is just wrong on every level. This is the Midwest; we pronounce the “-er” sound so strongly that it makes heads explode.
The Walmart Grinch commercial- is the hairdo the woman is wearing just for this commercial, or is this something I’m going to start seeing in the wild? If you haven’t seen it, she has her hair done up in two giant balls on the top of her head, similar to Mickey Mouse ears.
The hair is supposed to invoke the hairstyles of Whoville. I’d have to pull out the book to see if that particular one is in it; but it’s definitely Who hair for the commercial.
An ad that frequently interrupts my solitaire game displays the banner headline “Hey Kids, this is advertising”
WTF?
I’ve seen that in the wild, mostly on African-American teenage girls.
Then again, teenagers will do most any stylistic thing, so who knows if it’ll show up on anyone else.
Some local spots can be pretty good. Seattle’s Nordstrom, famous for going above and beyond, offered the service of exactly measuring for correct brassiere size. The ad was a cover of the Crickets’ “I Fought the Bra (and the Bra Won),” with the female vocalist and band from the local music scene genuinely committing to the material.
Whoever tries it will only try it once when they realize it precludes hat or hoody wearing.
I wonder if that’s the same doctor in the internet banner ads who is begging the public to stop eating blueberries before it’s too late.
“Oh, look, the entree already comes sprinkled with a generous helping of Parmesan cheese— nice presentation!”
In his own house.
That film- while entertaining, is by no means great.
Oh, come on! How can you resist Boris Karloff?
Ah the 1966 animated version, that one was pretty damn good and a classic. But the ads are channeling the 2000 one with Jim Carey- not anywhere near as good and NOT a classic.
I just puked.
At least it wasn’t Fromunda cheese 
What… no link?
But come to think of it, that’s ok.
Whenever we did a commercial for a local client, we stipulated up front: we will not put the owner in the ad! People mock those, or just turn them off…
…and that goes double for the owner’s grandchildren!