No, not the Mexican state. That little rat dog. Am I the only one who is sick and fucking tired of seeing that little rodent hawking Taco Bell products every 15 minutes?
The chihuahua was orginally bred for food, ironic, no?
“Some people are worried about the difference between right and wrong. I’m worried about the difference between wrong and fun.”
~P.J. O’Rourke~
If only that would solve the problem. I don’t have cable either. These commercials are running rampant on network broadcast television. I guess it’s time to unplug the damn thing.
“Some people are worried about the difference between right and wrong. I’m worried about the difference between wrong and fun.”
~P.J. O’Rourke~
OK, the taco bell “dog” is more than annoying… he’s CREEPY. If one of those commercials comes on, I have to turn the channel. If I can’t turn the channel, I have to leave the room. One of my former roommates thought it was “cute” and would watch them all while I hid in my room in the fetal position.
I’ve never minded the Taco Bell Chihuahua, but I’ve always, always, ALWAYS hated the Pillsbury Doughboy. I don’t know what it is about li’l Poppin’ Fresh that gives me the screaming abdabs, but he does. I vote that we put him in the microwave on high. “Hmm-hmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaiiiggghhhh! BLAM!”
Oops. Sorry. Got a little too wrapped up in that sick fantasy. Anyway, yeah, the dog needs to go. I liked the “heeeeere lizard lizard lizard” one, but that’s it. Time now to pack it in. How about I tie him to my cat, and throw them over my rearview mirror like fuzzy dice? My cat is about useless too.
I remember MAD Magazine had an article about product mascots. In the article they had an X-ray of Joe Camel’s blackened chest, and an X-ray of the Doughboy, with all his ribs fractured from being poked so goddamn many times. LOL!
JMcC, San Francisco, JJM’s page from the Bay
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