Fran Drescher + Old Navy = I want to Die

P.S. That was Li’l Kim???
:eek:

I must be a freak of nature or something

I love the oven mitt!

You are not a freak ( in that regard anyways ). I get warm fuzzies when I see the oven mitt.

There can be two freaks you know. :wink:

I do know. That is what gives me hope that I’ll find my soulmate someday.:smiley:

Do any of you reacll the Jac-In-The-Box commerical in which brown, vomit-like “food” is pumped into peoples’ mouths from gas pumps?
BLEAGH!

And it was shown during the dinner hour!

:eek:

My Father phoned the main office to complain.

JITB…Wasn’t that the chain that nearly went bankrupt, they opened up a bunch of new stores in the midwest just before the food-poisioning outbreak?

And now, they’ve moved South, apparently in the belief that Health regulations are laxly enforced, & the citizens are less than picky about hygene & sanitation.

They may be right.

Fran’s the best thing to happen to ad campaigns since that assinine toxic hell chihuahua.

:rolleyes:

I assure you they are not right. They also most not have moved too far south, since I’ve never even seen one.

And now, I will spend the rest of the evening singing the “Old Navy Performance Fleece” song. I blame you all.

“Old Navy, Old Navy, Old Navy Perfomance Fleece!” C’mon Everybody! “Old Navy, Old Navy…”

Do you think Snoop Dogg gets royalties every time someone says “-izzle”?

Maybe he’ll look into it once his career fizzles.

Hey primesite and blaspmer Thanks for the links!! Yep, that’s her…I never was worth a flip at finding these kind of things out, but with buddies like you now I know.

Or when his career Fazizzles

See? The Doggslang was what I was going for, and I still bollocksed it up.

I just snorted when I read that. Fizzle or fazizzle, that’s funny.

Don’t you think this is all part of a larger trend toward “loser” comercials? E.g., schlub protoguy in schmucky outfit makes stupid decision (often this decision is to buy/use the product) and earns disdain/ends up all alone/has toilet paper on his foot. This is supposed to make me want the product?

The panacea in my house is to shout “Loser!” at the screen. E.g., “Loser! You’re an OVEN MITT! You can’t eat a sandwich!” It’s like the toy that so perplexed the protagonist in Big–was it a robot that turned into a building? “Fran! You’re a LOSER! You’re speaking GIBBERISH in a pointless ad with a CHIMP!”

This has to be the one commerical jingle that has stuck with me for years. I love it. It is catchy and insipid all in compact manner.

Now, to stick another jingle in your head: * Plop, Plop, Fizz Fizz, OH! WHAT A RELIEF IT IS!*
thank you, thank you. I’ll be back later on for you to thrown stones at me.