This is the kind of thing that makes me glad I don’t have a TV anymore. Well, I do have one, but it’s been in storage since July, so I haven’t watched it regularly since them. I hate commercials with talking babies; any time I see a computer-enhanced baby speaking in full sentences, I get the willies. I don’t want to think about it, ever, but now I am. I like Quiznos, but now that I know that such a commercial exists, I don’t think I can go there now, just knowing about that commercial. I used to think about the hamsters all the time when I went there, and I’d even sing the song from that commercial occasionally. “The Quiznos sub… They are so goood to us…”
I think the Quiznos talking baby and the encephalitic King from the Burger King ads should frolic under the Verizon tree with all the people in little bubbles. Then a lightning strike could hit the tree causing it to topple onto them, bringing to an end the three creepiest ad campaigns going today.
Shut up, eveyone! Shut up! I like Bob, the Talking Baby and I think they need to do more commercials with him. I didn’t watch the show – that seemed like it’d be Just Too Much. But a commercial-length shot of Bob is just right.
The baby doesn’t bother me. Most of their other commercials did, but that one doesn’t bother me. Doesn’t make me want to eat a quizno’s either, but it doesn’t bother me.
Oh, no – I have terrible, lowbrow taste and I’m proud of it. You can take the trash out of the trailer, but you can’t take the trailer out of the trash, you know.
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