I was just watching TV when a commercial for Crayola came on, and I wasn’t paying attention but found myself bobbing my head along to the song. Then as the ad ended I realized what I’d been listening to. It was “I Was Born (a Unicorn)” by the now-defunct indie band The Unicorns (who I love). Crazy! And, nice one! Go Crayola.
Here’s the ad…thank god for You Tube. What did we do before that?
There’s a laxative ad that’s been playing pretty regularly (heh heh, regularly) on TV lately. The product is Senokot-S, which I’m sure is a fine and effective constipation relief product. But the commercial’s narrator says “S” in a way that it sounds just like “Ass,” so when he says “Senokot-S tablets” or “Senokot-S” it sounds like “Senokot ass tablets” or “Senokot Ass.” It’s enough to make me look up from what I’m doing every time. And to top it off, I didn’t realize the pills were for constipation until I rewatched the ad today, and that just makes it like ten times funnier. They ARE ass tablets!
P.S. I would have posted a video if I could find one…if you can locate one, please post it in the comments!
You know those creepy Pledge cleaning product ads, where some faceless British-sounding narrator diabolically traps innocent women in glass boxes with furniture in them, and forces them to clean against their will? At the end of this one, the woman even knocks and asks if she can go home.
In another of these ads, a woman’s white couch is lowered into the room covered with black cats. In a recent one, the disembodied man in charge tells a mother to clean an entire room, despite her protestations that she has to pick her kids up. Then at the end she leans her hand on it, and the narrator clears his throat and, with fright, the woman quickly wipes the spot her hand had made.
Does this remind anybody else of the evil Jigsaw dude in the atrocious Saw movies? Here’s the trailer for the second film to refresh your memory.
I keep expecting the Pledge narrator to say, “Come on, Emily. With the cleaning power of Pledge, you’ll have plenty of time to pick your kids up. Now where did I put that bottle of Pledge? Oh right. It’s embedded behind your left eyeball! It’s your choice, Emily. Use the feather duster I’ve left you to gouge your eye out and clean the room, or the kids die!”
Seriously. These cleaning product people have issues.
