The latest ads for Pizza Hut’s new pizza idea (you can buy four small pizzas that have different ingredients on them) drives me crazy. The muppets are fighting over what they should have on their one pizza, when a human woman interrupts them.
“What do you know?” Ms Piggy asks condescendingly.
And then this human woman blathers on, trying to sound like she’s really smart, while explaining the whole “You can buy four small pizzas with different ingredients now” idea, but… she’s obviously not smart. She sounds like an effin’ moron.
She states the possible number of different pizza combinations “based on chance and probability”.
WTF? What do chance and probability have to do with this rather simple computation? Chance? You’re not rolling dice randomly to see what pizzas are ordered, are you?
Geez, quit trying to make the poor muppets think you’re smart.
What’s even more disturbing is this: this is now the second national campaign by Miss Piggy raving about how good it is to eat cooked pig. Denny’s grand slam breakfast was the first. As humorous as the cow was in the Restaurant at the End of the Universe, truth be told, I’d rather not have my meal asking to be eaten.
I think that’s Jessica Simpson. She’s riffing on her public perception as an airhead (which she probably isn’t given how successful she’s been) to make the ad funny.
Yes! I’m glad I’m not the only one who noticed this. My mom said, “Someone else said pepperoni” but I insisted that it was Miss Piggy who screamed that she wanted pepperoni.
I have an intense dislike for Miss Piggy anyway, and I’m glad I can list yet another reason why. She’s a cannibal.
That ad bothers me, too. What amuses me is that the guy who wrote the ad was trying to be ironic by showing Jessica Simpson doing something brainy, but the actual irony was the ad revealing that the writer himself doesn’t know the difference between probability and combinatorics.
Clearly! Didn’t these ad execs ever watch Square One TV? I mean, there was a whole thing with Dweezel Zappa explaining combanitorics, for crying out loud!
If you’re not a mathematician, the only place you’re going to run into combinatorics is during a unit on probability. I can forgive them that, although it is a little grating.
It’s how they got the number of combinations totally fuckin’ wrong that really irritates me.
ehhh, ISTM they would just be glorified Personal Pizzas, i.e. mostly crust, with what meager toppings they do have coming off when you pick up a slice.
On second thought, it sort of applies to their large pizzas as well…
I work there. We’re specifically forbidden to say “yeah, it’s basically four personal pans, but they’re square,” so forget I just said that. One of these days, when I’m really bored, I’m going to measure a personal pan and figure out the exact fractional acreage of four personal pans vs. one for4all. (I loathe the “let’s put a number in the name in place of a real word” crap, but that’s another rant for another day.)
For a limited-run special (it was supposed to stop on march 28) it’s been very popular. About a quarter of my deliveries involve these things.
I suspect it’s the “you can get four different pizzas in one box” that makes them popular.
My wife insisted that we try this pizza, since we had a coupon, and since we generally like different things on our pizza. I resisted this, because the last few times we’ve gone to Pizza Hut have been disappointing, but agreed to try it.
The pizza was sad. Just sad. The crust was greasy, and the toppings weren’t fresh. The whole thing was an unappetizing mistake. I should’ve just gnawed on the box it was delivered in.
Based on chance and probability, Pizza Hut eats big Muppet balls.
Actually, I kind-of like these pizzas. The personal pan pizzas have a thicker crust. To me, they just seem. . .I don’t know. Like greasy Bisquick. These have a crunch to them, and strike a perfect balance between my fiance’s and my tastes in pizza (I like thin crust, he like thick crust; this works pretty well).
Granted, it’s not really pizza. Pizza is what you get from Lou Malnati’s or Barnaby’s. This is pseudo-pizza. It’s just better than average pseudo-pizza.
That, the whole point of the advert is that she’s being clever. But she isn’t. It’s like they pretend Pizza is so wonderful it can make you fly, but instead of showing a clip of flying, they show you being dismembered by a combine harvester. And hope no-one notices.
