TV commercials that drive or drove you nuts

Car ads in general get my goat. Do they really think that unless I’m already in the market for one, I’m going to see their ad and jump out of my chair to go buy the latest Nissan Impelligroso or whatever’s for sale at the moment? What’s more, the sale only lasts until midnight, so I better get out there NOW and plunk down my 20 grand.

Similar to billboard ads for cigs. I don’t smoke so I don’t think they’re aimed at me (?) but does just seeing a happy smiling couple squirting each other with water pistols make you really want to switch brands?

The Pepsi ads with that sickeningly sweet little girl mouthing off with Joe Pesci’s voice or lip syncin’ to an Aretha song…I could just kneel on that kids chest and bang her head like a chinese gong.

Any of the commercials where a famous athlete is prolytising about his relationship with God. I don’t know what they are selling, besides religion, but just go away.

There is/was an ad for Vagisil that had a spokewoman that looked like Jackie Kennedy, complete with the do-wop bouffant and pearls touting the benefits of a personal lubricant.
C’mon, no real woman looks like that.

Have you seen the Lexus commercial, its probably stopped showing, where they show several different couples who buy their significant other a luxury car for x-mas(whatever!). Each scene shows a new couple, the looks of wonder and suprise, and a car that matches their skin tone. Yup, thats right. I think one or two of the white couples get a silver Lexus, but most get a white one. The only black couple in the commercial get the only black car. Weird, huh? I wonder why Lexus would want to color coordinate their cars with the skin tone of their owners?

You ever see that ad where this young couple pulls up to a McDonald’s in this flashy sports car and that god-awful rip-hop or hat-rack or whatever is playing real loud and they go in and the kid behind the counter looks high on drugs and he’s real rude and lazy and they order and say “I can’t believe what they charge for this crap” and they buy it anyway and they sit down to eat it and snotty-nosed brats are running around everywhere and then the girl starts vomiting uncontrollably and the guy jumps up and whips out a pistol and starts waving it around screaming that he wants to sodomize Ronald McDonald?

Me neither.

I think I might have dreamed it or something.

Much differences in the Tv here or perhaps grampsfather needs to adjust medications.

There’s a gem that used to be on the radio. A querulous old lady’s voice, sounded like she was phoning from somewhere under the sea, stating: “I have a itchy, itchy rash”. Then the announcer says, in hushed tones, “Mrs. Selma Thudpucker of Two Balls, Minnesota, says Gold Bond medicated powder has soothed her worst itch…” etc. For a sharp, cutting-edge, sophisticated testimonial, can’t beat this one.

These confuse me more than annoy me but…

These phone in psychic commercials. They always show some psychic on the phone talking to some woman and say things like:
*“I’m sensing that your relationship might be on the rocks. You’re seeing someone else, aren’t you?”

“Yes! I’m sleeping with my husband’s best friend!”*

Ok… even if that is amazing and she pulled that tidbit out of thin air, why would I want to pay $4.95 a minute for some woman to tell me things I already know?? I’m aware that I had a freakin’ affair, woman – tell me some lottery numbers!

“I guess one person can make a difference, although most of the time they probably shouldn’t.”

There’s that orange juice commercial where the kid sluuuurps loudly, apparently bringing the sun up. Revolting. And, of course, the one where the teenager belches the whole thing. Praise the Lord for my mute button.

Catrandom

Catrandom, I think you’re thinking of the same commercial I was just about to gripe about; the ecampus.com ad where the kid belches the alphabet. Sickening.

(Though last night after much pizza and soda, I was able to get all the way to G. Thought I was going to puke afterwards, though.)


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The “Tampax was there” ads have got to go! And while we get rid of them we could get rid of all the other ads explaining the great feminine hygiene products.

But then there would be hardly any commercials now would there?

WHEW!
I thought it was just me who thought those OLD NAVY ads were curiously weird and somewhat unsettling. It makes me wonder about the ad men who designed it.

ANY car or truck commercial. I hate them all! There are too freaking many of them and they are on EVERY station break. I especially dislike the ones where the ad men discovered a morphing program.

Gap commercials. Gad! They make kids look like dorks and just when the styles are starting to change into something beyond ghetto pants, THEY introduce newer, even baggier ghetto pants! (Oh, sorry. I’m not very PC. I should have said Rapper pants.)

INFOMERCIALS! There needs to be a law against them clogging up hours of television at night trying to sell you their over priced and over rated not very good products.

HEY! I LIKE the Taco Bell dog! Now, I will agree that his ‘Drop the Chaulpa’ commercial with the cops and the strange guy WAS very strange. (Notice how the cops kept talking to the guy but LOOKING nervously at the dog? What was THAT all about?)

The Pepsi ad and the Pepsi little girl.

That UGLY little girl who does those ads for Welches Grape Juice.

ANY FEMALE PRODUCT that deals with something going in or coming out of the vagina which just HAS to be shown at supper time! The same with those stinky feet ads, ads for jock itch, hemorrhoids, and nasty toe fungus. DAMN! Couldn’t they pick a later time?

Any bank ad. I sneer at those cute, prim or proper ads from banks telling you how well they treat you when they actually overcharge the hell out of their customers, tag on all sorts of fees and then treat you like dirt.

I smoke. I couldn’t care less if you don’t or don’t like it. I hate those TRUTH ads with the smug, supposedly nonsmoking kids calling up and ridiculing tobacco executives and getting all smartassed over the answers. I get this real urge to track them down and pound on then with a baseball bat for a little bit.

The NEW HIP KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN RAPPIN’ COLONEL! Oh man! The real colonel must be turning like a top in his grave because he was always shown as a reserved southern gentleman, not a goofy ‘Go Colonel, Go Colonel’ dancing jerkward whose commercials seem obviously aimed at minorities now.

On my list of unnecessary and scumwad businesses, Advertisement agencies rate right around the low level of Realtors, which are below collection agencies and little loan companies run by Fat Vitto in his striped shirt and suspenders. (Now, they are above congressmen and senators, who are above local mayors, who are barely above members of city counsels.)


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Angkins, you beat me to it.

Those stupid tampon ads in the 80’s where three women in party clothes are giggling and one says “I can’t believe we’re talking about feminine protection . . . at a party!”

No one else could believe it, either.


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Not to defend them, but what would be a good way to advertise feminine hygiene products?

Of course, now the gentlemen get to see the impotence ads during dinnertime :0 (Daddy, what’s ‘erectile dysfunction’?)

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Has anyone heard of Crazy Gideon? Their commercial has got to be the most annoying commercial ever.

Ordinarily I just ignore the feminine-product ads, but there are some that simply can’t be ignored. Like a few years back, when yeast infections were all the rage and they had to run ads at every smeggin’ break telling you why the other company’s product sucks rocks.

The current “Tampax was there” ads bug me, because they make me wonder if I’m supposed to be looking for the tampon, like it’s Waldo in a Where’s Waldo book. “Tampax was there? And I missed it? Damn!” Although the hippie chick dancing in the rain in a thin shirt without a bra was a BIG plus.

The REAL problematic ads are those which not only don’t tell you what the product is for, they don’t even say what it is. All they tell you is, “Masengil - The brand more women trust.” Brand of what? (Yes, I know what it is, save the explanations)

Okay, enough of the female products. Other commercials that bug me are:

Infomercials where it’s SO obvious that they just hired the first Australian guy they could find to be the pitchman. What’s with the Aussies suddenly hawking tap lights, rubber brooms, and kitchen choppers?

Psychic phone ads. Like they don’t just say, “You’re having trouble in your relationship, aren’t you,” and the hammerskull they’re talking to makes a mental logic leap and fills in all the blanks: “Yes! My boyfriend has been kicking my dog lately!” Duh.

Pepsi girl must die. Okay once, but the ad people must learn: that kind of crap gets old real fast.

The “Dodge - Different” ads. First, rip-off of Apple’s “Think Different” campaign. Second, they make no sense. Okay, so, a shirt goes Hawaiian. A chili pepper on the line, watch out for wackiness! Feh.

The current “Taste a true pilsner” ads. Like most folks know the difference between pilsner and ale anyway.

Ads for websites with weird-ass names. Why didn’t they come up with something obvious and pnemonic instead of flooz.com, or efollett.com, or whatever?

On the local side, there’s a lawyer here named Stace Williams. I am SO tired of seeing this guy. He has billboards, commercials on TV and radio, slides before movies…he even got his face on the SPINE of the new phone book. Enough already!

And it is way past time to retire that damn Energizer bunny.

The ads for some RX to help supress genital herpes. Where the actors look nervously into the camera and say, " I don’t have time to take pills all day long." And then they learn about the wonders of what ever drug it is being touted.

It just irritates me.

Ah, “feminine hygiene” ads. When women are at a party, and we are discussing feminine hygiene (and we certainly do, don’t ya know), we don’t call them “feminine hygiene” products. Tampons, pads, douches.

Hey…I’d better go check & see if the Massengill in my medicine cabinet is Y2K compliant.

Sucks rocks. I think I like that saying. I’ll have to remember it.

That ‘Baby Spacing’ public awareness commercial where a group of minorities dance around in a circle to some simple, idiotic song telling people to space their kids at least 2 years apart.

Beer commercials are kind of getting out of hand between portraying men who drink it as remarkably stupid and showing men and women living some fantastic and expensive ‘fun’ life.

Any commercial by a sports jock.

Any commercial with whales in it. Dang I’m getting tired of the ‘save the whales’ crap.

Good lord, where do those commercials air?? I’ve never seen such a thing. I can’t even imagine such a thing. What is the message supposed to be? “It is healthier to give your body a rest between children” or “You minorities reproduce too damn face, slow it down before we’re overrun!” Yergh, it kinda creeps me out just thinking about it. Was Pat Buchanan the ad man behind that campaign?


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I’ve seen it and it does mainly target minorities, like Blacks. It suggests that they shouldn’t pop out kids one after another but space them two years apart, which is better for the kids and the parents.

To cover up the ‘SLAP’ of the spot, the Black people are all dressed well and look like upper middle class folks, though I strongly suspect that they are not targeting that economic level.