Thank you very much. I shall now endeavor to forget this as quickly as possible.
Please do not attempt to identify with the angry gumball.
Also, what kind of animal does she have?
At the vet’s office (remember, she hates dragging her pet there) she has a cat.
At home, when the drugs arrive, she has a dog.
Cut back to the vet’s, and she has neither cat nor dog! Are the drugs for her? Irritating ad.
Those Dr. Scholls “gellin’” commercials. ARG!!! :smack:
Oh, and also - haven’t seen it lately - it’s a Levi’s commercial, I think, and it first aired during the Super Bowl. The one with the empty city and the idiots and the buffalo. When I saw that one, even though I was at a party with dozens of people, I just started yelling and cursing at the TV for subjecting me to its stupid incomprehensibility.
That kid looks like she’s maybe a year older than my older daughter (I have a shotgun and I’m not afraid to use it). The commercial therefore makes me curl up into a little ball. Of course, my kids have seen my reaction to it enough times that their automatic reaction is, “It’s not the marijuana, it’s the sex! And alcohol is more dangerous in that situation! We wouldn’t smoke pot or drink anyway! And we promise neither of us will have sex till we’re married, Mom. Now come out from under the couch.”
I’m really relieved to hear that. My immediate reaction to the commercial, when the second lady says, “I just call Pet Meds and my dog’s medications are delivered to my door!” is to add, “And then he dies from heartworm because I was too stupid and cheap to get a blood test before I gave him prescription medications.”
I don’t see what’s so hard about getting a pet to the vet’s office, either. If you can’t get the average Golden Retriever to happily go for a ride in the car, you’re not living your life right.
A while back some radio announcer swept through the area, imparting his version of idiocy to a variety of ads. He started small with forklifts and generators. Later on he started doing car ads. His catch: mispronounciation. Every one of his sentences had the accents on the wrong parts of words, like a drunk stumbling to the end of a sidewalk, throwing his weight wherever his flailing legs end up.
“How’d YOU like to own a new CAR? Come to the big B, BrOWNing Toyota. Or buy a new MitsuBISSHI! For one hunDRED dollars DOWN, two-FIFTY a month, you can GET air conDITIONING, am/fm steREO, anti-LOCK brakes, shoot ME in THE throat so I can’t make more comMERCIALS!”
I don’t hear him much anymore. I’m glad.
I think I saw a commercial like that with someone that said “with my active life style, I don’t have time for 5 pills a day.”
Of course, it made me think “Yeah, I bet it’s your ‘active’ lifestyle that got you into this mess.”
Woops, looks like someone beat me to it. Teaches me to impulse post. 
Agreed. My current least favorite commercial is the one for some children’s cold medicine. An obnoxious little girl is hosting a sleepover and is pleased that her even-more-obnoxious and extremely hyperactive little brother is too sick to bug her and her obnoxious little friends. Ah, but the mother has given the brother the miracle cold medicine. And a super-soaker. Inside the house. SO, of course, the horrible little brother hoses down the slumber party. At the end, the obnoxious little girl comes out, soaking wet, and gives her mother an obnoxious, attitude-laden, hairy eyeball, to which the mother replies (this is the aneurysm-inducing part): “Sorry, Honey, I had to give it to him.” Well, NO. You didn’t “have” to give it to him, you stupid, STUPID bitch. You’re the mother. You could have sent the little shit back to bed. He was sick enough to need cold medication, he was sick enough to keep in bed if you wanted him there. Or, you could have let him get up and play, but not have the fucking squirt gun in the house!
God, I hate that commercial. I think that stupid mother must be a advocate of TCS.
Amen! Could I borrow that as a sig line?
Thank-you Jess! I can’t stand that commercial. I hate any commercial with spoiled, bratty children. I know my mother never would have let me run through the house with a super soaker. And that older sister should have just clocked the kid.
In the DC area, we have:
“Hi!” (pronounced Haaiy!)
“I’m Tina Gordon, the Sticks n’ Stuff race car driver”
And it goes on. And on. And on.
And my GOD WOMAN! Get a SPEAKING COACH to ERASE that HORRIBLE southern ACCENT!
Ahem.
Not that I have anything against southern accents in general. I think most of them are charming.
This one, however, makes her sound ridiculously stupid. Not to mention that her voice alone is like nails down a chalkboard.
I guess I’m fortunate that I have no idea what Liakela is referring to.
Back to the subject of children in commercials, what is it about commercials that need to have the kid mispronounce something? Is this supposed to be cute? It’s not, it is annoying. Like that one for Bob Evans with the kid saying “pasketti”. She’s not auditioning to be the voice of Dolly in some Family Circus special!
AUGGHH! I hate that one! It’s just awful! I actually change the channel when it comes on.
I rather liked the SNL Jackie Chan version of this one.
“Ancient Chinese secret, huh?”
“WHO TELL YOU! I KILL THEM! I KILL YOU!”