That was Levitra, and I already mentioned that commercial in post #20, which has links to the actual commercial and a report about it.
As Og as my witness when I saw this ad I did not know what Levitra was designed to treat. I saw the ad and thought this drug is designed to make you throw a football better? WTF?
Levitra. Always sounded like a spell in Harry Potter.
All the female wizards of a certain age know it well.
Viagra is also useful for pulmonary hypertension and altitude sickness.
God I absolutely lost it from this bit.
I learned that watching an episode of Top Gear.
In fact, wasn’t it originally developed for hypertension, before someone realized that one of the “side effects” was a lot more marketable?
I liked the one with the guy sailing his boat across a romantic tranquil lake - ALONE. Why does he need Viagra? What’s he going to do alone? And if he needs Viagra for THAT, he needs to see a few more doctors.
He needed something to keep his mast up.
I’d always wondered why they left out the part where muscle car dude is writhing on the ground in serious pain from the second degree burns all over his face and arms.
What I love is the way they use the cautionary statement as a come-on.
“Call your doctor … lasting more than four hours.”
And what guy in the target market won’t think at that point, “I could get a four hour woodie?!” :rolleyes:
Another “off-label” use:
I am told - no joke - that adding Viagra to the water will keep your cut flowers from drooping as quickly. :o
The effect Viagra is marketed for was originally a surprise side-effect.
The intent was a drug for angina (I’m going to ignore the potential pun) which was tested on a bunch of older guys. At the end of the trial, they wouldn’t give back the extra pills, and that’s when the effect came to light 
Sorta like that old joke about the rancher who called the vet when his prize bull wouldn’t perform his function. The vet gave him some pills and told him they would take care of it. A while later, he was telling his neighbor that they sure had worked, and that he was expecting a good crop of calves next spring. His neighbor asked him, “What’s in it?” The rancher replied, “I don’t know, but it tastes like spearmint.” 
My dad taught me to open the radiator with a towel (so the splash and steam didn’t burn you), and add the water slowly while the engine was running (so the cold water mixed in with the hot water).
“Adding water to the radiator” was something people did all the time with old cars. Even if there was nothing particularly wrong with the engine, it could still still overheat and loose steam through the pressure cap on a hot day under heavy load.
Me too, and I did it a few times while I was working as a pump jockey
Some guys call it their kick stand; I call it my straw.