I was aware they were suppost to be singing, but somehow, it never looked like it to me. Also, I always thought the commercial was meant to show solidarity between Levi’s, and young lesbians. 
OMG, the singing navels!!! I had totally forgotten (read: wiped from my mind) this commercial.
Thanks for the nightmares, wolf_meister. Jeezopete.
And having the creepy voice of Joel Murray coming out of those lips makes it even worse…
No one’s mentioned the Ball Park Frank “mmm…girthy” spot yet? That seriously wiggensed some folks when it was on.
[quote(It had the words “I put a spell on you”; unfortunately, I don’t know what it’s called or who performed it.)[/quote]
“I Put a Spell on You” by Screamin’ Jay Hawkins?
Thank you for starting this thread, because now I can mention:
- How weirded out I am by the TV adverts for some variant of Gatorade that show a runner and various football (both soccer and gridiron) players shattering into a million pieces of what looks like coal.
I guess this is supposed to symbolize the dire effects of excessive dehydration, but for some reason I can’t bear to look at it.
- These radio commercials they play in Houston that consist mainly of the sound of someone grinding their teeth, amplified to 11. Gaah.
Someone please make them stop.
::Stewie, of the show "Family Guy::
Yes, your pain sustains me.
::Stewie, of the show "Family Guy::
Also, do you know you can now do the following:
You know, those Gatorade commercials that show folks sweating in color (sweating Gatorade??) kinda weird me out too.
OMG GOD. The milk one is for Sears appliances. Holy crap. I actually got really sick on milk as a kid and have a compulsion to smell ANY AND ALL milk like substances before I’ll come near them (and even then I don’t like them). When I saw that ad, I almost puked on the spot.
And all of y’all ragging on toenail guy- Digger the dermatophyte rules. I love how he’s actually moved in under the nail- he has a mailbox and all! What sort of mail do you suppose he gets, anyway? Probably hate mail from people who just don’t understand him. Poor Digger.
The singing navels reminded me of a beer filled night, when my neighbor, glued to the screen when it came on, made the comment that he was waiting for the ‘baritone’ down below, to join in for a duet. 
Forgive me for reviving painful video memories, but I feel comforted to know I was not the only one weirded out by those singing navels.
“Congratulations” Levi’s. You have achieved the dubious distinction of making a female’s navel unappealing. Thanks a bunch … jerks !!! :mad:
In I Hated, Hated, Hated, Hated This Movie Roger Ebert says something similar. Babies acting like babies= cute. Babies acting/talking/etc. like adults= creepy. I think it was his review for Baby Geniuses. Bob creeps me out too.
“You Bet Your Sweet Aspercreme” is just wrong.
There was one for Dairy Queen with some shrimp puppets. The dialogue went something like…
Male shrimp: Mmm, check out this new popcorn from Dairy Queen.
Female shrimp: (eats) Mmmm…hey this isn’t popcorn. It’s popcorn shrimp.
Pause.
Female shrimp: Oh my god, where are the kids?!
Both shrimp: Aaaaaahhhhhh!
Cannibalism is not funny, Dairy Queen.
That Quizno baby freaks me out, too. Mostly because my sister-in-law told me that my baby looks like him.
I looked. He DOES NOT. (Ok, fat baby, spiky blond hair, but that’s about a quarter of the babies in the U.S., right?)
Anyway, now everyone on that side of the family thinks my baby looks like the Quizno baby. (And he really doesn’t. He just looks like himself. Ok, maybe he bears a resemblance to former U.S. president Dwight Eisenhower, but the Quizno kid? Nope.)
shudder
Good God, that ad shoots right past ‘creepy commercial’ and into the realm of ‘deeply disturbing image’. It looks like it should be an allegory for cancer or genocide, not Gatorade.
Want to know something REALLY disturbing? Baby Bob is a girl.
That was your useless trivia for the day.
You people are such crybabies.
That said, there was this one ad for some kind of home videogame add-on that used a camera so you could see yourself on the television, and when you waved your arms at various targets, you would get points. The game-player evidently lives among a extended family of Appalacian hick rejects, because they’re all amazingly impressed and proud that “Jim’s on the tee-vee!”
I don’t know if it’s for a particular quit-smoking product, or just a generic anti-tobacco ad, but this one seems psychotic:
A woman is sleeping on one side of a king-sized bed – evidently having a nightmare.
On the pillow beside her, on the vacant side of the bed, (seeming like a stand in for a sleeping husband or lover) rests a cigarette.
She wakes up, looks over at the cigarette on the pillow, and suddenly grabs a shoe from beside the bed ( 
) which she uses to violently smash the cigarette to pieces, scattering loose tobacco around like tiny, cured and shredded brains.
Then she falls back on her pillow with a look of satisfaction on her face.
WTF?
Why do you always say such mean things?
runs off, weeping
I cannot even hear the words “Digger the Demataphyte” without shuddering. God, my toenails are feeling squinchy just writing it.
I’m also creeped out by the Burger King guy in the mask.
A lot of the Carl’s Junior ads are really squicky too- messy eating and the grotesque mucnhy/saliva noises.