“I dropped 40 pounds on Jenny Craig!”
Really? On her head? On her foot? Is she ok? Did you apologize?
There’s a Cox Homelifead that gets a lot of play here. In it, a kid’s new house shows off all the Homelife features. but the house comes across like a child molester - “come into my basement, let me show you what I have for you”. After which, in the full version, the house locks the door and keeps him down there forever. :eek:
“Certified smokefied!” Is he the Guy Fieri of the BBQ scene?
I hate that guy!
I’ve eaten Marine Corps chow.
Huh. I assumed that Pringles were basically potato particleboard but I was unaware that they were less that 50% potato :eek:
I am STILL unaware of that. Do you mean you have done chemical analysis?
no the uk government did … they at one time couldn’t sell pringles as potato chips or crisps in the uk because it failed to meet the mimnumn requirements of having real potato … I think there now called just pringle “crisps”
I’d like to see the documentation.
Here is a BBC article on the court case where it was ruled that Pringles are not potato crisps. The article quotes a Justice Warren as saying that Pringles have a potato content of about 42%.
Interestingly, it was Proctor & Gamble, the maker of Pringles, who requested a ruling that Pringles are not potato crisps. Food products normally have a lower Value Added Tax rate than other products, but there’s an exception in the law for potato crisps. P&G wanted the lower VAT rate because, as they claimed, Pringles are not really potato crisps. Part of their evidence was that Pringles have a potato content of less than 50%. The evidence of low potato content came from the manufacturer.
I don’t know why, but an annoying commercial from the 1990s popped up from my memory a couple days ago.
In the '90s, Dippity-Do introduced their own hair mousse product. The commercial begins with a shot of a man in front of the mirror, fixing his hair. As he dispenses the mousse, he sings to himself:
“Dippity-Do, a little **dollop’**ll do ya …”
At which point his wife rolls her eyes, gives him her best “What kind of idiot are you?!” look of disbelief, and emphatically corrects him:
“Daaaaab!”
Whereupon the husband patiently explains to her that, with mousse, unlike [whatever the hell the original Dippity-Do was made of], you use a dollop, not a dab.
It was Bryl-creem, not Dippity-Do:
Bryl-creem's original jingle went, "A little dab'll do ya":I hate AT&T so much.
The guy screaming in the shower makes me want to throw something. Unless they are the absolute only option I have, I will never use them for anything.
They’ve ruined Directtv.
I hate your commercial AT&T.
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It was Bryl-creem, not Dippity-Do:
[/quote]Stupid, and look at his finished hair, all fluffed up. That’s really the look he wants?
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Bryl-creem’s original jingle went, “A little dab’ll do ya”:
That’s worse. “Use a little dab of bryl-cream and your hair will look so fresh and clean…” No, it looks soggy from grease.
Not familiar with the commercial you have in mind, but I am totally behind the rest of your post.
Thread-ender. Hateable commercials that cannot be topped.
*** Promos for CBS sitcoms.***
I would think the thread-ender would be the “1-800-Kars4Kids” commercials. I think they started with radio commercials but now have TV commercials as well.
Not sure what medication it’s for, but I just heard a guy exclaim in some commercial, “I’ve tried enough laxatives to cover the eastern seaboard!”
Cover it in what, exactly? Seriously, did no one catch that at any point during production? Was it left as a joke? The rest of the commercial isn’t funny.
Prevnar 13 vaccine for pneumococcal pneumonia.
[Guy putting on harness gear for ziplining]
“My friends think doing what I’m doing at my age is scary. I say, ‘not if you protect yourself.’ What is scary is pneumococcal pneumonia.”
There is a difference between scary and dangerous. Driving a car is dangerous, but rarely scary. Halloween haunted houses are scary, but rarely dangerous.
For me, being up that high is scary, even if I’m securely anchored to the deck. Or in a highrise hotel with a central atrium, where you can see all the way to the floor. Even with the barricade, the hight gives me vertigo.
I am sick to death of the allergy medication that says, “and six is greater than one!”
Duh!