I agree.
When I saw the thread title, that’s the commercial that popped up in my head.
Got it in one.
There’s also the douchebag in the McDonald’s coffee commercial who acts like a stuck up bitch when people say “Good morning” to him and he responds, “Not 'til I’ve had my coffee.” That fucker makes me furious.
It wasn’t always this way:
For me it’s the voiceover lady for the lawyers suing Paxil on behalf of women who took it while pregnant.
*/dramatic sob voice/ * “Does your *baby *have a heart defect or lung problems and you took the anti-depressant Paxil while pregnant?”
Why, you want my leftover meds?
The Orchid Lady one always catches my ear as I have a friend named John Clark; but thanks for the reminder of the ‘front fell off’ video, it’s been awhile and I needed the chuckle.
Re: The Yogurt Wife; I think she’s asking him what he’s doing because he’s been standing with the fridge door open for a while fumbling around for something in the anal-retentive uber-organized fridge where he should be able to see what he wants within seconds. She probably thought he was trying to rearrange her meticulous fridge or was just standing with the door open too long.
But he’s also an idiot because later he talks about about the great desserts he eats and loses weight and he never noticed that that all those desserts come in a yogurt container until she pointed it out to him. They’re a perfect couple.
Bitches be lovin’ their cereal and yogurt. Men bein’ pussies.
That’s all the Special K, grain cereal and yogurty type commercials right there.
Nomination: Multigrain Cheerios commercial: Is this the man-husband of the 21st century? - YouTube
Bitch: “What else does the box say?”
Wuss: "The box says, “Shut up, Steve”.
Bitch: >Has small, powered-based orgasm<
BRILLIANT!
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There’s the No Food Tax commercials with the mom in a supermarket complaining about how “the government” is trying to “control what I feed my children” by adding taxes to soft drinks and other juices (even flavored water! the horror!).
No, nobody’s trying to control you. You just have to pay more to jack your kids up on sugary drinks. I just want to smack her every time I see that…fortunately it hasn’t been running much lately.
Perhaps he is like my husband, who will stand staring at the peanut butter for two minutes before asking me where I “hid” the peanut butter. It’s a lot easier if I just ask him what he’s looking for. Maybe I do sound bitchy. 
I don’t mean to.
What bothers me most is that she can change her boyfriend’s appearance to a muscle-bound hunk, yet gets pissed when he does the same to her.
That “Jake from State Farm” commercial bugs me, but for a different reason. He’s on the phone at 1am. Talking quietly, “you’d do that for me?” What gets me is that, if I were on the phone like that, my wife would be more upset that the person I was allegedly talking to/sleeping with was a guy. It’s the dialogue. “She sounds hideous!” “Well, she’s a guy.”
“I don’t understand why women use the silent treatment on their man. No, the silent treatment is not a punishment, it’s a reward. Wanna make them miserable? Keep talking. Talk about your emotions, tell them you think you look fat, talk about your period, your cellulite, your future together, kids’ names. Keep talking.”
Kill me now.
That series of commercials where the waitress/bartender mocks someone for choosing the wrong beer. What’s wrong with these people?
I’ll vote for every woman and child in commercials on tv at this point. That fad of the überbitch and the idiot man-child can end last year as far as I’m concerned.
The one that always drove me crazy was for some odor blocking garbage bags from last year. The dad and son are at the kitchen table, when the wife walks up, holding a smelly bag of garbage, making a really stupid “it smells” face, and asking her husband to take out the garbage. My reaction is always, “Bitch, you pulled the garbage from the can, instead of waving it around for everyone, just take it out yourself.”
The cute little blonde girl who gets juice squished in her face is niether a brat nor a bitch. Her mom, however. . .
The woman from the Chasecommercial.
The horrible, horrible relationship these two have. Seeing her in a new dress, his first instinct is to cash in rewards points to do something together … he asks her about using them together.
Surprise! They can’t, because she spent all the points on a new dress. A whole *vacation’s *worth of points.
That commercial was the worst. That guy was a complete dick to everyone. I mean, I’m no morning person either but did he have to rain down the misery so hard? The worst part of it all is that he somehow ends up at the front of a line in McDonalds - UNAWARE THAT THEY SERVE COFFEE. So the cashier asks what he wants and he groans and does his ‘not til I’ve had my coffee’ at which point she says they have coffee and he lights up.
But why in the bloody hell was he there in the first place? Did he walk into every place of business on his way to work just to be a tool??
OK, not really huge bitches, but the new Cottonelle ads where the couple is berating a guy for having a naked toilet paper roll.
The woman will say something and her husband or boyfriend mimics what she says, only more annoyingly. Especially at the end where he goes, “Respect the roll.”
It drives me out of my ever-loving mind.
DAmn, but I agree, I hate ambulance chaser commercials.
To be blunt, if I were a judge sitting on that case, I would ask the dumb bitch if she was cautioned about taking it while pregnant, was there any option to not get pregnant, and if she deliberately neglected birth control or actively got pregnant I would find that it would suck for her and find for the defendant.
Anybody cautioned not to get pregnant on some drug and goes ahead and does so deserves what they get. There is a reason they are cautioned not to get pregnant on a terratogenic substance.
Then they finally do go on vacation in the next commercial, to some tropical getaway, and go poolside to discover there’s a crowd dancing and having a good time. The husband starts busting some moves, but the wife scowls, and they get their hotel switched to somewhere more sedate.
I have the exact same reaction to the lady who murmured that she should have married the other dude because her husband signed them up for texting. The only way that commercial could have been salvaged is if her husband would have said something like, “Why do you think I got the free texting? Feel free to pursue ALL your old boyfriends, you joyless bitch.”
I wonder if the same ad company who made this commercial was behind the cell phone commercials where the Mom became uber-obsessed with the kids using their leftover minutes.