I saw this ad come up on my iPhone when I was looking for… something…
It's a Mexican bread company. They should know bimbo.
And I thought it was bad, until I was told about this ad:
This ad is being accused of a lot of things...
But then this… this… slide happened in Poland…
(SIDENOTE: I really like the version of Bohemian Rhapsody used in the background…)
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I’ve already placed my orders for everyone’s birthday and Christmas presents! Sorry I couldn’t keep it a surprise!
I’m glad the Happy Hot Dog Man can be made out of any kind of hot dog, and that I can get them in both red and yellow!
I can’t contain my excitement any longer! I must dance like the Happy Hot Dog Man!
This MF’n FM commercial drives me almost up the wall when I’m driving. I’ve been trying to record it to share with the masses for a while now, but I’ve finally caught it and bottled it up to torture you. I missed the first oolong, but I certainly got the rest, as well as all the goji pears, if that’s how you even spell it.
Fuck you, Sobe. Fuck you hard. Except for this. This you did all right.
(SIDENOTE: I know Piccolo’s name is not Goji Pear, but Oolong is definitely right.)
I’ve only seen Superbad once. That was when it came out on DVD, and I haven’t seen it since.
I’ve never watched the new Rambo. In fact, I think I’ve only taken in the ill-titled Rambo: First Blood Part II and Rambo III.
Then why did I dream about an adventure story featuring Christopher Mintz-Plasse as this guy:
Good for beer purchases everywhere but Hawaii.
Except he looked more like this:
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Regardless, the man saved my life.
And I won’t ever get to thank him.
INGREDIENTS: Five 20 oz. Miller Lites followed up by small curd cottage cheese.
If you’re unaware of the concept planking, here’s a British puff piece on the craze:
Here’s a much more interesting (and humorous) alternate… cone-ing:
I only recently learned of this, and it made me suckle(!) chuckle, so I thought I’d share.
Tori Amos is probably best known for her weirdness red hair this(!) song Cornflake Girl. If you are one of those unfamiliar with it, take a piglet(!) gander:
Here’s the weird thing… she kinda was a cornflake girl:
That got me wondering about what other musicians kinda lied.
For instance, was Bruce Springsteen really Born to Run?
Looks like he was born to amble.
Was Elton John really a Rocket Man?
Harland Williams was.
Was Lady Gaga really Born This Way?
This could be true.
First, the depths to which our society is willing to let, um, society go to will never cease to sadden me. Case in point – an item I found in a vending machine at a local Coney Island restaurant:
Even the Care Bears are See-Thru...
Second, I guess we’ve been in the sewers gutters for a while now. A magnet to mull over:
Alternate slogan: "Gimme a piece of that pie!"
Ice cream treats and traffic jams and cute girls shouldn’t automatically make me think of dirty things, but I’m afraid my poor subconscious is beyond tainted. It’s so tainted I can barely type the word tainted and not be derailed by horrible mental images. Dear sweet Rachel Bilson, this is not the first time your visage has been intertwined with potentially distasteful acts on this site, but I do hope it is the last… unless it’s actually about you being intertwined with potentially distasteful acts.
(SIDENOTE: If that commercial seemed foreign to you – foreign as in from over there – it’s probably because it likely is.)
I don’t know if these air on TV, but I’ve only just discovered them.
What they do they have to do with Skittles? I have little idea. But if these rainbow-colored, bite-sized candies made me trip rainbow-colored, bite-sized balls anywhere near the level the makers of these commercials had to be… I’d probably still not eat them. I’m more of a Reese’s or Twix guy – their commercials only make me think of two things getting mixed together or pause.
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