Man I hate that one…the old broad has to pee, so why DO I have to know about it:?
I also hate those ads for erection-enhancers (Levitra, Cialis, etc.), and Peto-Bismol.
Can we have a moratorium on gross commercials? :smack:
There was a commercial recently that I almost started a thread on, and now I can’t remember it. Dang.
OTOH, I haaaaate those commercials for Extra that have a piece of gum speaking in a Scottish (?) accent. SHUT THE F UP!
But I love the Scottish gum!
“What are you looking at, you mangy beast!” :mad:
How about the mother & daughter chatting on a sunny beach about that “not-so-fresh” feeling? Yukkkk.
How about the cartoon bear family that sells toilet paper?
And that Snapple commercial with the giant robot is just wrong.
I once mentioned my hate for the pepto-bismol diarrehea dancers so I won’t go back into that one but a couple more.
The gatorade sweat people. Dude! you have some Electric purple crap welling through your skin, put the basketball down and go to the doctor!
Also the athlete’s foot one. This guy jumps long jumps in a puddle of “one of the messy creams” Execpt it looks like he jumped into a huge lake of semen, and makes me feel nautious every time I see it.
The Pepto dancers.
Enzyte Bob.
‘I’m soooooo gellin’!’
The Aero bints.
‘If THEY deserve a break…’
The Six Flags dancing old man.
Any commercial where someone or something is making wierd noises with their mouth. The Carl’s J.R. commercials are second only to the Devil-Hound trying to lick up peanut butter. Pepsi commercials also annoy me for the guzzling noises they always have to make when they drink the crap.
And any Disneyland-Disneyworld commercial. They are SICKENINGLY cute.
I’ve mentioned this in my LJ, but here goes anyway:
Those new Revlon commercials, especially those with Julienne Moore. The atmosphere and the music. I used to be just creeped out, but now I’m starting to hate them. Like one of the last shots where Moore is staring out the back window of the cab at her photographer/stalker and she smiles like, “I like to be stalked”. The first scene is some odd scene with her on a ladder in a bookshop where she spills her purse and items roll out (including the only shot of the Revlon lipstick product), and she smiles like, “I meant to do that.” There are more of these commercials with other actresses, but I find the one with Moore the weirdest.
It was for some jewellry store, “Jared’s”, I believe. It’s a cocktail party, and all the women are showing off their new jewellry. “He went to Jared’s!” each one exclaims, beaming and shoving their finery into the same woman’s face.
Her husband bought her this pendant. I don’t know what’s supposed to be WRONG with it, it looks fine, but at the end of the commercial, she marches over to hubby and drops it in his drink. He shakes his head and says, “I knew I should have gone to Jared’s.”
Or the ones for Kay and De Beers and all that, where the women are crinkling their noses at cute, inexpensive yet heartfelt gifts (a stuffed raindeer, a man screaming in public how much he loves her). Then-oh! it’s just a joke gift-he really got her a big honking diamond!!! All of a sudden she’s ready to fellate him until he explodes.
Gimme a freaking break.
The worst ad on TV these days is the ad for Minigo yogurt with the cartoon bear who walks around talking baby-talk. “Dappa-la-di, fuddy-ga-plee, Minigo!”
Whoever came up with that concept should be shot.
They sure seem HAPPY, don’t they?
I see a lot of movies in theatre and most of them are at famous players theatres which means I see these commercials about once per week. Their service saves no time and if you add to that the fact they try to use humour and interesting characters to sell their product and fail miserably on both counts, you get a one minute complete waste of time.
Showing my age, those Whisk! “Ring around the collar!” ads were just so obnoxious!
The idea of some stranger coming up and pointing out a “social faux pas” as having slightly unclean clothes! How ridiculous is that!? Along with the “Ring around the collar” screech. :mad:
Oooooh, I hate those.
Especially the one t the stock market. “I’m taking a shellin’, but I’m gellin’.”
Yeah, you won’t be able to make your mortgage and your kids won’t go to college, but it’s OK because your feet are comfy?
I haven’t had much time for television in the past couple years. Been too busy tinkerin’ with my Giant Atomic Penis. It’s almost perfected, now, and soon, I will mount it over my own, merely human tinkus, and with my Giant Atomic Penis, I will TAKE OVER THE WORLD!
Well, no, actually, that’s bull. The reason I haven’t had much time for television these past few years was because I was really gettin’ down to the wire about gettin’ my teaching credentials, and I just didn’t have a whole lot of time to spend on TV… which has been gettin’ steadily more insipid since I was a kid, and it wasn’t all THAT great even then.
…so now, it’s summer. I’ve got my certification. I’m on vacation. I have a lot of time on my hands, for the first time in more than two years. So, now, I find myself watching TV.
I’ve discovered I rather like the Comedy Channel. It has South Park, which is as hilariously raunchy as ever, and it has some good stand-up comedians in the evenings.
What I don’t like is the friggin’ commercials.
I must be getting old. I’m less tolerant of commercials now then I was when I was younger. Of course, I’ve noticed that commercial breaks are getting loooonger and loooonger in recent years, more than five minutes in length, to the point where you can not only take a bathroom break in a commercial break, you can practically run around the corner to Stop & Go for a pint and still be back before the half hour station break runs out.
But even that doesn’t bother me as much as Bob does.
Bob is the chap who’s the Enzyte poster boy. He has a grin on his face that looks like it was installed surgically, as an afterthought to his lobotomy. The commercial says he’s grinning like a brain-damaged goofball because he’s so happy about Enzyte, the One-A-Day Natural Male Enhancement Pill.
His wife grins a lot, too, in these commercials. I suppose any wife would be happy to be married to a cheerful brain-dead idiot with a job and a huge dick.
But I’ll tell you, I’m really quite sick of the frequency. These commercials could be very entertaining if I only had to put up with one an hour or so. Instead, they not only shoehorn one into every stinkin’ commercial break, they often run them back to back, taking up as much as a minute and a half, two minutes, with Bob and his brain-dead grin and miles and miles of symbolism and penis metaphors (fences, golf clubs, garden hoses, all kinds of metaphors). Sometimes, they even run the same one twice in a row. Enzyte’s apparently sunk quite a bit of money into the demographic that watches South Park.
Man, when my Giant Atomic Penis is complete, there will be no annoying Enzyte commercials. SUCK ON THIS, YOU BASTAAAARDS!!!
…and who, precisely, is going to be interested in a pill that gives you a huge dick, but apparently turns you into a cheerful zombie idiot?
Enzyte’s actually one of those products for improving the quality of erections, not the size of your manwand.
Still…Enzyte Bob scares me. If I ever find myself suffering from lousy erections, I think I’ll go for one of the other products.
And Enzyte Bob has infested CC? Here I’d thought he was a scourge inflicted mostly on Spike.
I share this sentiment so much it is frightening. I absolutely hate any commercial, generally food commercials, where the creator thinks that it is appealing or funny to make us listen to the sounds of some fucking slob slobber, guzzle, snurfle, choke, or otherwise consume food or drink.
I remember when I was in Michigan, there was a particularly disgusting period of time where a burger company, I think it was Rally’s or something, created this series of commercials that had people pulling burger wrappers out of the trash, off the ground, etc., and then giving us the delightful vision and sound of watching these fat degenerate slobs greedily scarf down whatever bits of flesh and bone were still apparently attached to the wrapper. This was somehow supposed to suggest that Rally’s served such great food that you would debase yourself to get any of it. I thought that it simply suggested that anyone who ate at Rally’s was a sub-human animal who needed a bullet in the head. Apparently, the market study people didn’t get someone like me while vetting the commercial.
I ranted about the Pepto-Bismol dancers commercial last night in my livejournal and thought about starting up a thread like this.
*There is this commercial on TV that I really, really hate. It’s for pepto bismol, and it features a bunch of people in an office, and talks about how pepto treats “nausea, heartburn, upset stomach, indigestion and diarrhea.” That’s not the bad thing, though. The bad thing is that they start singing those words to a tune, and the people start doing a macarena-type dance, only they go “Nausea (hands over mouth), heartburn (Hands at upper chest), upset stomach (hands on stomach), indigestion (I don’t remember what they do there.), diarrhea (hands on ass.)! Hey! Pepto bismol!” Then they jump and turn around and do it all over again! I don’t like to see this group of people dancing around and grabbing their asses while singing about having gross runny shit. Ugh. To make things worse, THE GODDAMN SONG GETS STUCK IN MY HEAD AFTERWARD, so I’m singing the pepto sickness song. At least I’m not jumping around and grabbing my ass. *
From the comments I got on that, it seems like just about everyone hates it. It makes me remember the name, but that doesn’t matter, because I always buy the generic equivalent of general medication like that (headache/allergy/cold meds, etc.) anyhow.