Oh, yes. Ms. Curtis is the official Middle-Aged Celebrity Spokesperson for Activia, the yogurt that keeps you pooping!
If God had wanted us to watch commercials, He wouldn’t have invented the remote. Seriously, I’ve watch more comercials by clicking on the links in this thread than I’ve watched in the previous five years. Or almost.
Viagra, apply directly to the old creep!
Viagra, apply directly to the old creep!
Viagra, apply directly to the old creep!
I don’t watch very much tv these days - I never seem to have time - but every time I do I’m sure to see that damn giant teddy bear head on the woman’s body. It’s advertising nasal spray or something, and it creeps me right the fuck out every time I see it. I mean, we have DVR, and we skip forward through the commercials, but even though you’re skipping you still see them, and that horrible thing just stares out of the television set directly into my soul, silently promising insanity and torture should I ever be foolish enough to let my guard down.
So, how do you feel about the Burger King? 
Presenting A Play In Four Acts. Scene #1 -" Hey! I looked through my drawers and sure enough found a whole bunch of old, out of fashion, useless GOLD. Just lying around, uselessly! My high school ring; the gold chain my 2 year old pulled off my neck; a gold bangle from my sweet 16; gold earrings in the shape of fish! Oh, and my mom’s gold watch (though I don’t know if it’s plated), and my dead father’s cufflinks! Wow! A whole handful of GOLD just sitting there! I’m gonna get that envelope and send it in and get a whole big wad of cash, like…like…maybe $200!!! " Scene #2 - some weeks later…“OK! I sent my family heirlooms to some gold melting place weeks ago, and sonofagun if they didn’t send me a tidy sum! Yes! Now I can go on a spree at Walmart and fill up my gas tank! Yippee!”…Scene #3 - later that day…“OK, did that. Got a tank of gas, a coat made in China, a case of toilet paper, and all the chips, dip, and Pepsi I could fit in the cart. All because of the nice gold melting company who took my daughter’s sentimental little legacy off my hands. Whoopee!!!”
Scene #4 - one week later…"…now…now what do I do? (tears fall, lights dim…(curtain falls. The End.)
How do you cill someone?
WE DO NOT SPEAK OF IT!
[sub]–hides in the corner and rocks back and forth–[/sub]
I gotta make this up to you… here’s Vinnie’s watch.
One more vote for the Progressive Insurance woman being an ugly freak.
I’ve now started seeing Erin Brockovich in commercials for some ambulance-chasing law firm.
That’s probably best (and, as far as I can tell, what they’re going for in those commericals).
I don’t find the Progressive woman all that ugly (she has weird fake eyelashes, though), but I do find her damned annoying. Salespeople like her accosting me while shopping usually make me say (in my mind), “Get away from me, you crazy bitch, and let me do my shopping in peace.”
You know, male enhancement.
And, as for Pepsi - “talkin’ about my generation”…generations are officially dead. Whatever did those generations do, drink “coke”. Hey Pepsi Co: refresh this!
Well…to be fair it did go through alot of abuse and wear/tear. I think it violated its warranty.
My wife and a friend of hers asked me if I thought progressive woman was attractive. Sure, I said. This confused them because they thought she was ugly. They then asked more guys and received the same answer.
I think women think men go for the ‘traditional beauty’ look (which they do) but underestimate the ‘exotic’ look.
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What, you thought I made that shit up?
I hate the commercials for all of the creepy/scary movies that are coming out. The Uninvited, The Unseen—I don’t know the names, but I do know that they show their incredibly creepy ads as early as 5:00. The one had a corpse looking thing coming down the stairs backwards, the other had a rotted face peeking around a corner–and there’s always the little dead kids wandering around. You know the ones I’m talking about, and I’m sure you’ve seen the ads.
I’m not easily scared, but I am against these commercials being shown during prime time television hours. I should be able to watch Gilmore Girls (with my young daughter) at 5:00 on the fucking Family Network without having to see this shit.
For fuck’s sake!