I really hated that Pizza Hut commercial that offered DVDs with pizza. I thought the delivery boy was annoying and the movies offered were pretty much bottom of the barrel. I also hate it when on infomercials the host bashes the product with a hammer to show its durability.
car commercials in general. I personally hate cars and wish I did not have to have one. I do not care how luxurious they are, how powerful they are or how frickin big they are. I try to avoid driving when ever I can.
Commercials often show driving as pure pleasure, even in a traffic jam because they are so comfortable etc. Even if I am on an open road I still hate driving. Some of the commercials show, usually men, so in love with their cars they sleep in them at night, or stand outside staring at them.
A truly honest commercial would be like the begining of the movie Falling Down. Cars stuck in traffic, people screaming and honking, air conditioners not working and people getting angry and feeling trapped.
You all realize that the car commercials are just aimed at trying to get you to at least consider that model, right? They know that if more people turn up at the dealership, more will buy.
GMC has been running an ad for the Yukon XL for a couple of years, I guess. Apparently, I need 18 feet of SUV so I can sit in the driver’s seat blasting out the light jazz while my wife sleeps off her fourth martini back in the third row.
That may be but there’s at least one car commercial per break, guaranteed. Are there really THAT many people buying new cars?
Just the top ten selling cars for 2002 sold 4,270,581 pieces. Yes, I took the time to add them up. Remember, that’s only the top ten, so what, about 6 million plus in America as a whole?
http://www.edmunds.com/reviews/list/top10/99278/article.html
I am so with you on this. If I woke up on my birthday to see a Lexus sitting in my driveway with a big bow on it, the first thing I’d do after eating breakfast is sell it, buy a Corolla, and save the rest of the money. Hell, I was on Cloud Nine when my parents helped me buy my '89 Accord.
Also, at the risk of bringing up feminine hygiene products again … feminine deodorant sprays. Seriously, ladies, if the stank from your girlybits is felling Dobermans at thirty paces, you need to go to a gynecologist, not a grocery store. Elsewise, leave your poor bits alone – if someone’s close enough to smell them, they’re not interested in a Spring Breeze scent.
My favorite of these is a commercial for one of those stupid pieces of cardboard that you can use to fold your clothes super quick.
When it’s time to show you how much better it is than Brand X (which in this case is like, the exact same piece of board except a different color), the lady trying to fold her laundry looks like she’s having a seizure at the same time her heart exploded and she started transforming into a giant lobster.
For me, the worst are those commercials for that Sprite Remix drink. They have a gaggle of morons taking “mundane” things and making them Xtreme. So they show a picture of the Mona Lisa and then some guy doing grafitti art, or a classic car and then that same car bouncing up and down, or a record playing and then a wacky and wild DJ scratching.
So, this pop, like, takes things that are good and turns them into worthless shit? Splendid!
They’re kinda pointless if you can swallow pretty much anything short of horsepills without water, anyway.
Not having a gag reflex rocks sometimes. 
Hear hear! What especially insults my intelligence is that they making it sound like you are doing the other guy a favor by calling him collect in the first place. Sort of like “Don’t waste a LOT of your friend’s money, just use our service, do him a favour and waste a LITTLE of it instead!”