Creepy commercials

Well, golly. That IS worse.

I actually laugh out loud at that commercial. Also–the one where the kid slingshots the Starburst at his friend and knocks him over. The this businessman comes running up to the knocked over kid, presumably to help him out, and picks the Starburst off the kid’s face. Then he pops it in his mouth and goes “MMM, Starburst!” and runs off again. Comedy Gold.

The commercial that pisses me off right now is the one for detergent or whatever where these two women in a grocery store totally blindside this woman in a white shirt and rub fruit all over her. Then, of course, they wash her shirt and it’s all better! The woman is just standing there with this bemused expression on her face during the whole fiasco and all I can think is if I were in her position, those women would have strawberries up their asses.

I wasn’t bothered by it at first, but after seeing the latest eHarmony.com ad 1,000,000 times the proposal contained therein is a tad creepy. Something about his delivery. I want… to make… you my… wife.

Well, their tagline used to be, “Sorry, Charlie, only the best tuna get to be Starkist.” They used that so often, viewers could fill it in mentally. But that was a couple of generations ago. They really should rethink that one.

I’m sorry Jim, I can’t marry you. Starfleet wants to make me the lead scientist on a terraforming project, it’s too good to pass up.

The commercial I always found creepy was the Carls Jr. one with the baby still in the womb.

1: A fetus talking is never cute.

2: He talks about “taking something with him” when he comes out.

3: Dude, a talking fetus?

The Welch’s Grape Juice Girl is the 3rd sign of the Apocalypse. She freaks me out with her cutesy Animitronic Ways.

…and…oh, I also have genital herpes…
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I saw that one! Fruit Fetish Freaks #8, right?

Awesome.

I don’t know why they always have to get into the durian, though. That’s just wrong.

I hate the one where various people morph into Chex Mix figures. Grotesque.

I love the Burger King and the spungmunkeys. I will agree with the Gatorade commercial where people shatter on the ground. All I can think when I see those is “Man, if I were seven, I’d have nightmares for weeks.”

HEY! That’s someone who looks a lot like my ex-girlfriend!

Yeah, she’s hot.

Don’t knock it until you try it.

The commercial that repulsed me more than any other was the Playstation ads from a few years ago, for some video game called “Ernie the Earthworm” (or something like that). It shows a prim grandmotherly lady rocking & knitting…and stuffing her face with writhing, wiggly earthworms she plucked out a huge bowl of worms on her side table.

Worse still, they often showed this ad around 5-6 pm, when I was cooking dinner. Boy that pissed me off.

Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew! I should have listened to your warning, but I just couldn’t resist. Now I’m going to keep thinking about that creepy grin all night.

I also hate Digger, and the mucous blob in the lung is almost as bad.

That just makes him a suicidal collaborator. Not that I have any axe to grind with the fishing industry, it’s just that a tuna trying to sell us the corpses of his brethren, well… shit.

I’d also like to bring up that Geico ad where that executive takes the Gecko with him to go visit that lady and her cats. They show the cats surrounding the Gecko menacingly while the guy talks to the lady, and then afterwards they show the Gecko all bandaged up. Did that guy help rescue him from the cats, or did that poor lizard have to fight his way out of there all by himself? See, I like that Gecko and I’m not too keen on seeing him come to any harm. Apart from that, I love the Geico commercials.

I just saw that commerical and my first thought was, “Yu-gi-Oh should sue.” The shattering effect is straight out of Yu-Gi-Oh, a popular Japanese animated fighting monster show, so I think most seven year olds are used to it.

Not to nitpick, but that’s Ken Hudson Campbell (“Lust” from Herman’s Head).

Actually, I believe Charlie was attempting to show he was a sophisticated fish, to which the reply was, “We don’t want tuna with good taste, we want tuna that taste good!” Why Mr. The Tuna wants to die and get eaten, I have no idea.

Don’t forget:

  1. He has a FRIEND. The fact that he is still in the womb has apparently not hampered his ability to meet individuals who share common interests (like, uh, what – floating in amniotic fluid?).

I can’t stand Talking Baby Bob either. Yeeesh!

There’s also the one for some cellular company that shows some girl choking in a restaurant;her boyfriend/husband gives her the Heimlich maneuver and mentions some deal the aforementioned company is promoting. A patron at the next table then begins to choke, and presumably the whole thing starts all over.While it’s not creepy, it’s certainly in poor taste.

Chris W