I had to turn off my TV last night and find my happy place before I flew into a fit of rage. This spawn of hell Sonic commercial keeps playing over and over.
It?s the one where these two ass-licks are sitting in their car and trying to order a Sonic breakfast sandwich at another fast food joint.
The big ?ka-ching? that the ad-droids want you to get is that only Sonic has breakfast sandwiches on Texas toast and other places don?t.
But what really stands out above that lame hook is that these two fucktards are too stupid to realize that they can?t just order what they want at any old place. You get the impression that their next stop is at the dry cleaners to ask for auto parts.
Look ad-droids, I can survive your bombardings of testimonials that your food is tasty. But please kindly go-fuck-yourself for shoving the clueless breakfast boys in my face every 15 minutes.
It’s a stupid commercial for sure. Can you point to a clever non-stupid commercial? They have awards for that sort of thing. Very few awards would go out these days if I had to vote.
Makes you want to swear off fast food in general. Wouldn’t that throw a wrench in the overall strategy of making us leave home for food! Where would all the people with BA’s work?
Worst part- I heard that the breakfast sandwiches are delicous. But I’m going to boycott till the commercial is off the air.
**Mental note: When I copy and paste from Word to SDMB my apostrophes turn into question marks **
That’s how I am with Taco Bell. There’s no commercial of any quality that would persuade me to try McDonald’s. And these days Shoney’s (family restaurant, if you don’t have them nearby) is running Jeff Foxworthy extolling the abundant servings and cellar-level prices. Yep! Last thing I ate at a Shoney’s was luke-warm on the outside and frozen in the middle. Their microwaves must have been on the fritz that day. Tough luck for them. I was a regular $20 per year customer!
I used to hate the commercial for the pre-packaged coffee filter packs which are oh-so-convenient because brewing a pot of coffee is so hard the normal way. Then I knocked the filter holder over one morning and sprayed coffee beans all over my shirt and into my beard.
My new favourite on this front is the new-way-to-shave ad featuring a woman too dumb to figure out which way to point the can of shaving cream…
Yeah, I was starting to wonder there. That OP looks like my typing whenever I have to fix one of the French laptops around here. Most of the keys are in the right places, but there are just enough in the wrong places to screw everything up when an American tries to touch-type on it.
Oh, BTW, Sonic Breakfast Toaster Sandwiches are the best fast food breakfast I’ve ever tried. The bacon is actually thick and crispy and tastes like real bacon, unlike those ultra-thin, cold, slivers of McDonald’s bacon. Also, unlike most places, they’ll make you a breakfast sandwich anytime of the day.
This is a particularly valuable service for those of us who have walked up to the counter at McDonald’s at 10:29 AM (by their own clock) and been refused breakfast, despite the fact that there were plenty of premade sandwiches in the bin, and I made it clear that that was all I wanted.
Also, Shoney’s is scary. I used to work there. When I want scrambled eggs, I want something that actually came out of an egg sometime that day, not something fried up from a big bag of thick, yellow, liquid.
I had a breakfast burrito there the first week they did breakfast. All I could taste was this overpowering fake cheese sauce.
BTW, what’s the big fuckin’ deal about texas toast? It’s just thick bread not toasted enough.
I had a similar reaction to a Molson’s beer commercial that played here for a while (and possibly still is, intermittently):
Host holds party, gets lots of beer and ice buckets and whatnot, fine.
Host puts speakers out on porch for some reason. Okay… I can imagine circumstances where that would make sense.
Host props open window leading to porch with beer bottle, so guests can hear music.
Idiot Guest #1 takes room-temperature bottle from window, ignoring other bottles on ice just inches away. Window slams shut, muting music for guests in the apartment.
Host sets up another bottle.
Idiot Guest #2 takes bottle, again ignoring nearby identical bottles. Window slams.
Host sets up another bottle. We are treated to a montage of the window slamming four or five more times, evidently the result of Idiot Guests (their feeble brains already addled by alcohol) unable to make the logical connection “open window = music”. At this point, you’d think it might occur to the Host to prop open the window with something that couldn’t possibly hold any appeal for his Idiot Guests, like a book or something, but it is also possible that Host himself is such an idiot that he has no books, and back issues of Maxim and Hustler won’t serve, despite their many sticky pages.
Host puts yet another beer bottle in window, then a 2-watt lightbulb of inspiration goes off, apparantly, and he removes bottle from window. Next shot is window held open by empty beer bottle! How ingenious!
At that point it struck me: I don’t want to buy a product whose marketing department has somehow concluded that I would identify with and seek to emulate a bunch of complete fucking dimwits!
