BALLPEEN HAMMER! APPLY DIRECTLY TO THE FOREHEAD!
BALLPEEN HAMMER! APPLY DIRECTLY TO THE FOREHEAD!
BALLPEEN HAMMER! APPLY DIRECTLY TO THE FOREHEAD!
BALLPEEN HAMMER! APPLY DIRECTLY TO THE FOREHEAD!
*Ballpeen hammer contains enough iron to harm a small child.
The whole commercial makes me want to dump a Blizzard down his pants.
Is there any commercial in the past bazillion years where the white guy is competent and the woman/black man is clueless?
It’s starting to wear on me. So much that when I bought my last computer for work I didn’t buy the manufacturer whose commercial I had recently seen that had the above as its theme.
I know that they probably can’t have a dumb woman or a dumb black guy upstatged by a smart white male…but it’s starting to get REAL old.
Did anyone else catch the parody of Head On that Comedy Central did on The Daily Show, with helemets?
Helemts (provides protection for the forhead! provides protection for the forhead! provides protection for the forhead!)
Hey, random question: Have those Mac commercials been mentioned yet?
Not only are they condescending, they just make shit up about PCs. I think the webcomic Ctrl-Alt-Delete has also had a few things to say about them.
Hope this hasn’t been dead so long as to be a zombie so please forgive the newbie if a new thread should have been started but I couldn’t find any guidelines in the rules…
Earthlink’s new commercials with the guy who can “Zip” and the gal who can “Yap” makes me sooooo glad I’m no longer an Earthlink customer. Besides the fact that they are two smarmy, annoying individuals who can’t stop interrupting each other all I can picture is him zipping up a bunch of files on the PC and her running around in circles yapping like a toy poodle. Neither has anything at all to do with their internet connection and makes me figure that if the people at Earthlink don’t even know how badly they are mangling terminology they can’t possibly be worth considering to provide a service. Every time I’m subjected to them I just want to take a shower to wash off the slimy feeling.
There’s a new one, I THINK radio, out of Fresno, CA. It starts with the standard tagline repeated several times, followed by “I hate those commercials… but I LOVE your product!” Uck.
Joe
That’s what people I knew called it when I was in college 10 years ago, so I don’t think Southern Comfort came up with it. However, it annoyed me back then, and I’m sure it would annoy me now if I saw the commercials.
I had to take a double shot of that crap, through a straw, at my weirdo unchartered sorority initiation. Disgusting.
There are ads I keep hearing on the radio here in Toronto for Ontario wines with some kind of quality certification called VQA…
The ads on the radio have people talking in low voices saying “I caught my husband VQA’ing with our neighbor”, or “My wife and I love to VQA in restaurants right on the table in front of everyone” or other ads just as ridiculous.
OK, I get it, it’s supposed to sound like they’re talking about having sex… but the question is WHY? Is it supposed to make me want to go out and buy wine? It doesn’t… It just makes me want to change the station, and buy wines from France or Italy…
The floorguy is Count Chocula?
Do radio ads count? If so, Shane Co. Jewelers are right at the top of my list. The guy doing the announcing (the head of the company) sounds like he’d be more comfortable working at a funeral home. That, added with a lack of any music and long, droning speeches make the whole thing a depressing experience.
“When your loved one passes away, make sure they look their best for the viewing with diamonds from the Shane Company.”
Echh.
Also, the ads for Pizza Hut’s “Brooklyn Style” pizza, which postulates that everyone from Brooklyn is an insufferable prick.
There are three of these on TV, they’ve been around for a while- black man, white woman, white woman who kinda looks like Julia Louis-Dreyfus.
Actually, it was funnier than that. The idea was that the U.S. Army was planning to enlist illegal immigrants with the incentive of getting them U.S. citizenship (which was actually true). The question was, how do you make a commercial for someone who doesn’t speak English as a first language? The answer: “U.S. Army: protect your forehead. U.S. Army: protect your forehead. U.S. Army: protect your forehead.” Samantha Bee was the voiceover.
He was dressed up as a vampire for Halloween.
Ugh, there is a horrible one for a local Italian restaurant, Bambinos.
The commerical is pretty much a bunch of young workers standing in two groups, and they repeatedly yell:
BAM!
BINOS!
BAM!
BINOS!
ITALIAN CAFE!
over and over while someone hits a cheap ass sounding snare drum. I think a second grader made it. And the worst part is, it’s one of those commercials that’s always really loud, too. Half the time it just scares the shit out of me then I get annoyed.
To paraphrase Jerry Seinfeld, you can’t give yourself a nickname. :mad:
For the same reason, I refuse to call UPS “Brown.” What can Brown do for me? STFU, deliver packages the don’t look as if you dragged them behind the truck, and stop trying to give yourself a cool nickname.
Oxyclean
Ah. :o Pardon me while I go wipe the egg from my face.
Thread closed. 
I’m flabbergasted that a company could want us to do any back-of-the-mind associating with the knickname “Brown”. I mean, I find my subconcious mind asking what can fertilizer do for me, and how could it help get my packages delivered?
Now, now…Sally Field wasn’t in that commercial…
The new commercials Amp’d phones, where “everyday” people blather on and on and ON and ON about the stupid phone. I hate every single spokesperson in them, espcially this guy. I just want to punch him in the face.