The ad agency that’s been granted the Carl’s Jr. account is on my list of people to be fed to the aliens when the mother ship arrives. However, I will first ask for 20 minutes alone with whomever thought of hooking a mike up to people chewing with their mouths open.
xcheopis, it was those fucking elves.
Speaking of beer commercials, what the fuck is up with that bear? Is that Molson?
Oh man! The girl with that bear is AWESOME!
Two locally produced commercials around here annoy the crap out of me.
The first is a commercial for some car dealership where the dealership’s general manager is supposedly an 8-year little girl. The commercial shows her on the phone wheeling and dealing with salespeople and customers. Even funnier, she acts like a complete bitch (or a spoiled brat, depending on how you look at it). She’s almost a caricature of a slimy car dealer. She must have picked up from her parent(s) how car dealers are supposed to act, huh? 
What always strikes me about the commercial is the message it’s sending. Our general manager is a bratty kid? That just fills me with confidence. :rolleyes:
The other commercial is for a local tire place. The store’s slogan is: “We’re on the hill, but on the level.” This brilliant slogan is stated by a youngish man and some woman who must be his mother. The mother looks like the Bride of Frankenstein. Her hair must be four feet tall. Yeesh… :eek:
The Diamond Dealer Wars in Atlanta, Georgia are the most annoying radio spots imaginable. Two or three big diamond sellers are extremely competitive with each other. Their ads, which seem to play every 3.67 minutes, often make snide under-handed comments about the other. It’s like a dirty political campaign sometimes only year-round. It’s one thing I don’t miss about Atlanta.
ALSO,
I just saw a mustard commercial that ends with “We Cut the Mustard.” Now, when I was younger, “cutting the mustard” was another way of saying someone farted. Like, “who cut the mustard?” I don’t know it to mean anything other than that. Was this just a regional thing?
No, not since they have been using this product? They’re probably going after the stereotype that Chinese people are little and slim, forgetting about the fact that you’d be slim too if you ate mostly rice and vegetables?
Ah. I guess I just caught one in a series of commercials, then. Although I’m still not sure I understand their elfin logic. 
Biggest response I’ve ever gotten on any post and I waste it on the friggin’ Keebler elves.
Around these parts to fart is “to cut the cheese,” an slight but important difference. “Cut the mustard,” IIRC, means to be above par.
The other day I got some burgers and stuff from Nation’s, and was suprised to see “100th Anniversary” on the bags. “I didn’t know they’ve been around that long,” says I. So my wife available light says, “Look closer,” which I do. The dates on the bag are 1954 to 2054. “What the hell?!” says I. More text says, “We were excited about our 100th anniversary, but we got impatient and jumped the gun…” Yeah, no kidding, it’s not even 50 years yet you bunch of fucking goobers.
There’s a TV commercial for Smart and Final that’s really stupid, which when combined with the lame-ass name makes me never want to drive near the godforsaken wasteland masquerading as a store. The commercial consists of a boy wearing a chef outfit and riding a bike down a (poorly blue screened) country road, while loudly and nasally proclaiming that you should “come ta Smaarrrrt n Fiiiinalllllll!!!”
Cmon, CanvasShoes, wouldn’t you find these labels to be very helpful? Well, as long as they were accurate! Yessir, we all need them. That way I could weed out the problems before they erupt. And wimmen could weed me out.
Oh, wait. They do that now without the aid of labels …
One word: Marineland
This Ogforsaken place has been using the SAME JINGLE for my entire life, changing the words every season. It now makes me erupt into uncontrollable convulsions every time it comes on the air. Can’t change the channel fast enough. Hate it hate it hate it.
Everyone does NOT love Marineland. That I know for sure.
ROTFLMAO!! Really, I’m at work and everyone is looking at me…weirdly.
Around here, we have a furniture store called ‘Sticks N’ Stuff’. Their spokes person is a female stock car driver that no one’s ever heard of and who is about as animated as a manequin in a coma. Because of this commercial, I will never buy furniture again.
Has this thread been sufficiently hijacked into ‘The commercial I hate the most’?
“Hah! I’m So and So, some kind of racecar driver, for Sticks n’ Stuff! Don’t yew think my hilariously over the top accent is appealing?”
You might want to credit George Carlin.
The adulteration of Caesar salads doesn’t bother me quite as much as all the yuppy bars that are apparently putting any kind of fruit-laden coctail they can dream up into a martini glass and calling it a “martini”.
Oh, and Homebrew, I live in Atlanta and the annoying Diamond Wars still go on. Also, every single DJ on the local crappy Clear Channel station seems to be whoring himself out to several local businesses. Mostly I listen to NPR.
Why, oh why, is Alf back on my TV?
I’d love to see his pal Emmitt spike him in the endzone. How much tequila did they serve at the brainstorming session where it was decided that Alf should be resurrected to hawk phone service?
It’s true, though.
If you have sensitive enough teeth to need sensodyne, you’re going to be using it for life. Apparently, there’s something in it that temporarily stops the pain, and that wears off over time (less time than you usually let go between brushings) - other toothpastes don’t have whatever it is in them, so once whatever it is wears off, if you haven’t reapplied it, your teeth will start hurting again. (learned the hard way)
I’m going to be using Sensodyne forever.
And with about the same amount of bacteria ingested, not that I’m complaining.
If I have to hear that big boned Southern bitch pine for a “hot dog” one more time in the Legally Blonde 2 ads so help me. Hot dog=penis. BBSB wants to get boned. Okay, okay. We got it within the first 150 times we saw the commerical. Geez, it wouldn’t bother me so much if it wasn’t on all the time.
Cowgirl: Millions of Southern Ontarians feel your pain. :rolleyes: