One that makes me cringe is the single guy in a bar who invites some poor girl from outside in for a drink because she’s obviously had a tough day.
Thing is, she’s had a tough day because behind her back he just took all her clothes out of the laundromat dryer and stuffed them into a trash can so he could meet her.
That’s funny; I’ve never seen the one where she’s outside and comes back with laundry.
I’ve seen slightly different versions of the one where she’s always inside the apartment. Sometimes she flings the Polaroids out the window, or puts them in a pot of boiling water (‘Fatal Attraction,’ anyone? :eek: ). He keeps sliding the photos under the door, and she doesn’t open it till he fakes the tears with eye drops.
I’ve always thought it bordered on the stalker-ish.
17 new messages? E-mails hundreds of pictures? Hanging around her apartment? I’d introduce him to my friends Smith and Wesson.
What an idiotic commercial.
This reminds me of the latest Las Vegas tourist ads. Brace yourselves for this one, everybody:
Their new motto is
“What happens here, stays here.”
And I suddenly see visions of prostitutes, farm animals, mobsters, father-rapers and all sorts of mean, nasty, horrible things…
but hey, they’ve got that Code of Silence thing going on, so it doesn’t matter! No one back home will ever find out the goat-felching truth about your vacation!
Don’t mean to hijack with another “the one that bugs me is…” but since there are a few declamations against other ads that give a nod & a wink to the unacceptable:
I hate the morons who are pitching (no pun) too-sweet bubble-gum (which should by-no-means appeal to anyone over the age of twelve) by claiming that “Usually to get a twelve-pack that packs this kind of punch, you have to use your fake ID.” Not cool. Fuck off, schmucks.
And thank the stars for THAT. Do you think the teabagging incident will ever come out?
I kinda dig that one, actually. The funny thing is that the guy doesn’t even use the deodorant; he just happens to pass by someone who does. It’s sort of an advertising rule that if the man featured knows how drop dead gorgeous he is, it comes off as kind of skeezy - like the other ad mentioned.
I’ve never seen this ad, but that shit is REALLY FUNNY. It’s amusing. I guess if you were some hyper-vigilant superfreak who cries when alcohol is subtly referenced you’d be pissed off. I mean, you could tell me for weeks about how Fake IDs are breaking the law, and kids under twelve shouldn’t be taught about alcohol or even know that there’s stuff older people can do that they can’t, and I wouldn’t listen. It’s a damn good tagline.
Some call it stalking. I call it love.
Sounds like the beer commercial where the guy discards a girl’s luggage off the baggage carousel so he can meet her.
That would be Axe Deodorant Spray and there’s a couple different versions of that one too, including Leather Biker Dude and (I think) old lady. Not nearly as funny as the ones with the girl and the manniquin.
I find it odd that they are coming out with commercials with 3 or 4 different endings now. I wonder if it’s a tactic to get people to actually watch commercials?
-The Man Who
Doesn’t he discard his own luggage? He realizes she’s lost her own bags, so he dumps his bag so he can run into her at the Lost Baggage counter. How would he know which one was hers?
That’s the way I interpreted it.
I thought that one was kind of cute. Not nearly as creepy as the Polaroid one.
Now that you point that out, it may be his own luggage he discards. I remember that she’s the last one on the baggage claim floor and that there’s one bag left on the carousel that isn’t hers. I always assumed he was just walking by, saw her, and decided he’d meet her by throwing her luggage away. I suppose it could have been his. I’ll have to look for it and watch it again.
This is proof that I pay little attention to commercials. 