Oh, ffs.
Well, yes, I could give you a warning for telling someone to fuck off. I could give you a warning for calling someone a jerk. I could give you a warning for telling someone they have nice hair. If I were truly unaccountable, I could go back and retroactively give you a warning for every post you’ve ever made on this board. Let’s compare the number of warnings I could give you, which is effectively infinite, with the number of warnings I’ve actually given you. Which is zero. Ever.
It’s not against the rules to tell someone to fuck off in the Pit. Not for you, not for me. You can disagree with my interpretation of the rules all you want. But I am absolutely consistent in my application of them.
Anyway, we’ve hijacked this thread enough. Have the last word if you want it. I’m done with you.
There’s really no comeback to this mic-drop. This exchange has been a massacre. Fucking beautiful.
Yeah; I could’ve sworn it was in here. Then I thought, screw it, holiday commercials need their own hate.
I’ll add the ads for “champagne”, with gorgeous people dressed to the nines drinking horrible, horrible sparkling crap.
And the Hess Truck ads. Do kids still get those?
And the ads for the car test drive where people take the SUV to go cut down a Christmas tree, or visit family, and the poor employee is in the car saying, “Can the test drive be over now?”
VW has been doing that one for the “Sign and Drive Event” for some seasons now IIRC, and the premise keeps getting more hyperextended every time. They probably had to whip up something quick having lost the Diesel Jetta Old Ladies to circumstances…
Me, I am always a bit amused by the ads for “small/local business Saturday”, I mean the reasons I don’t shop Main Street (basically, it got killed by the Mall and the Big Boxes back in the previous century) don’t change on the Saturday after Black Friday.
If it reminds people of shopping options other than the mall and big-box stores, then I’m all for it. They’re still out there.
Our downtown has both independent and “mall” stores, so it’s kind of the best of both worlds for shoppers. Maybe those ads make them think “oh, I really should try and shop local…but I need to go to the Gap…oh hey! I can just go downtown!” Even if they don’t end up spending money at the independents, they’re at least helping that non-mall Gap location pay their rent. It also helps develop the habit of shopping in town. Good stuff.
Don’t forget the stack of Ferrero Roche! Not really sure why these are advertised as being so fancy…they taste very underwhelming, IMO. Maybe they’re meant to be consumed with lots of alcohol?
The Planters commercial “Richard! I didn’t think YOU were going to make it!” is creepy. Besides, if his walking stick is so flexible he can easily bend it to jam in a nutcracker’s mouth, it might not be much of a walking stick.
It’s Walmart, not KMart.
I never knew Hess existed until I watched Christmas Through the Decades: The Sixties on The History Channel. We’ve never had Hess around here. They looked like neat little trucks though.
I think they are horrible. A sad, sad thing to do to chocolate. I must not have a fancy enough palate for them.
What in holy hell do Ram trucks have to do with The Hunger Games?
That’s got to be the weirdest cross promotion I’ve ever seen.
“We at Ram salute the heroes of the hunger games!”
…okay? I don’t recall seeing any cars or trucks in the Hunger Games movies but… whatever
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“We at Ram salute the heroes of the hunger games!”
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And “Heroes”? Does Dodge think the Hunger games are real?
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Yes, they do.
fuck - that’s not even an edit.
For someone that hates to post in the pit - now you’re just padding your post count.
I was too blinded by rage to notice. Commercial fail.
Someone on this board once remarked that they really can’t be that fancy if you can buy boxes of them at the checkout at a gas station. 
What the hell?
Not sure it’s seasonal, but the GEICO commercial with Peter Pan at the class reunion. About 30 milliseconds after that crack about ‘not looking a day over 70’, I’d kick him square in his undescended balls.
Loudly
He said, he’s from NEW MEXICO!
I’d have made sure he never entered puberty a bit sooner, after the “high five” bit of brattiness.