Hey...you smell good! (or...when commercials come to life)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Has a commercial…especially one for a product that you think is lame or crappy, or that you’d previously thought of as completely unrealistic…ever unexpectedly played out in your real life?

Here’s mine, complete with belabored set-up :stuck_out_tongue: :

Four buddies and I arrive in San Francisco after a week of backpacking in a nearby national park. We stink, we are deeply filthy, and we crave good food.

We decide that after each of us gets in a good scouring, we’ll head for fisherman’s wharf for seafood.

After the serial shower/scour, during which previously white wash cloths are subjected to unknown horrors and left, gray and exhausted, to die in the corner of the hotel shower, the “player” in our group, we’ll call him “D,” whips out a spray can of Axe Body Spray and applies it heavily enough to drive the rest of us onto the balcony for fresh air. We mock “D” mercilessly for his “I watch too many commercials and think body spray will get me laid” stupidity.

(for those who haven’t seen them, Axe commercials always feature guys getting mobbed, tackled, or otherwise uncontrollably hit on by women who love the smell.)

We take the BART into town, grab a streetcar, and get off at Fisherman’s wharf.

We walk one block and sidle up behind a group of giggling women, mostly coeds, but also one very attractive mom type who seems to be the coeds meal ticket.

And then it happens…

{gravelly, deep voice}
“Hey…you guys smell good”

::we look around::

There is a homeless guy sitting on some blankets by a fence next to us, and he’s looking at us, grinning.

“Who, us?” we say. “Yeah, you.”

Then the group of coeds (w/ cute mom) turns around and looks at us, and one of them says:

“Oh my God…you guys totally do smell good. We were just talking about it!” The mom just nods. We stare back in blank disbelief. We stare at “D.” He grins like never before, and somehow avoids gloating. Everyone goes their separate ways.
So…there you have it. A hefty application of Axe Body Spray managed to attract both a homeless guy and a flock of coeds from the distance of 10 paces. :eek:

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considers picking up some Axe Body Spray the next time he goes shopping, then decides that he’s more likely to get hit on by homeless guys than coeds

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When I was little my parents would take me into Wendy’s and hold me up so I could talk to the cashier and I would say in my best “pay attention to me because I am a cute 2 year old girl” voice, “Where’s the beef?” (only I apparently pronounced it “peef” instead of “beef.”) This got me lots of attention and occasionally free fries or something because of the extreme cuteness.

That is the closest my life has ever come to resembling a commercial.

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I’ve “bomm-chick-a-wah-wahed” a couple of guys. They seemed to love it.

My ex once bought “Aim” toothpaste instead of my regular Colgate and every morning as I brushed, I heard that old commercial… “Aim HAS flouride… Aim FIGHTS cavities”. I really disliked that commercial when it was running and I replaced the Aim before the tube was done.

(I thought the spokeschick was waaay too pushy - a bit Anita Bryant-ish)

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I had spent the summer at an archaeological dig in Bulgaria where we all had to wash our clothes by hand using local detergent.
So, playing in the dirt + handwashing with Bulgarian soap x 7 weeks = clothes that are all permanently dirty with ground in dirt.

Right towards the end of the summer a grad student was gifted some Tide by some Peace Corps volunteers who had passed through and were on their way home. Well, the grad student who got the Tide wheedled her way into the slightly mysterious Bulgarian Washing Machines at the dorm where we were staying. When the clothes came out we were like “Oh My god! I thought that [item] was never going to be clean again!”

It was pretty much exactly like a Tide Commercial – the kind where the mom claims she was just going to throw some item out but it was saved with the miraculous power of Tide.

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Well, about 8 more of those encounters, and you’ll catch up with me who used to wear this cologne. I used to wear it until my wife started buying a different one, because she didn’t appreciate WHO I attracted. :wink:

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No more ring around the collar!

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There are two brands of perfume I use occasionally that never fail to earn me a “Wow, you smell really nice!” whenever I put them on. I should get paid to wear them; I feel like a walking advertisement every time I do. (J’adore by Dior and Maybe Baby by Benefit, if anyone’s interested.)

There is also a body scrub I started using recently - after I get out of the shower I still run my hands over my skin and marvel at how smooth it feels. I feel like a Vaseline lotion commercial - the one where the girl is putting lotion over her legs while her boyfriend stares at her lustfully then evenutally pulls her into bed. (Except I am sans boyfriend. :smack: )

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If there ever was a comment guaranteed to get you hit on around here…

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Yeah, but for some of us, either one would be a step up.

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I’ll note that you seemed to have been wise enough not to wear this on your summer trip to Toronto. Or maybe I just missed it because you kept your distance from me. :smiley:

Actually, I’m ashamed to admit that I started using Axe body spray some time ago. My gf bought it for me, and I like it. A co-worker of mine discovered it one afternoon, which caused her to hold a ‘good-bye’ hug for an embarrassingly long time. Of course, I can’t help but think of the inane commercials every time someone comments that they like it.

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Personally, I never really liked Axe until I smelled it on a friend. His body chemistry is just right for it. And truth be told – he gets laid more than any 12 guys I know. He’s not particularly good-looking, he’s really kind of rednecked, and obnoxious, but jesus, he gets laid – a LOT! Not just one at a time, either – his main gf lets him bring others in. And she is HAWT. I don’t know if it is some overproductive pheremone production or what, but yeh – he could totally be the guy in the Axe commercial where the guys are clicking their little counters everytime they get hit on and it’s the blah guy that’s got craploads.

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Actually, I couldn’t take them with me because I didn’t want to have to check my luggage and they wouldn’t fit into the plastic baggie that is required for carry-on liquids. :stuck_out_tongue: