Showing posts with label Commercial. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Commercial. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Dirty Mouth

How did I miss this classic?





Irate Wife: You son of a biscuit-eating bulldog!
Husband: What the French toast?
Wife: Did you think I wouldn't find out about your little doo doo head cootie queen?
Mistress: Who are you calling a cootie queen? You lint-licker!
Wife: Pickle you kumquat!
Husband: You're overreacting.
Wife: No, Bill, overreacting was when I put your convertible into a wood chipper, Stinky McStinkface!
Mistress: You Hoboken.

A ruckus ensues, but thanks to Orbit gum, now it's all PG-13. Fabulous!

Friday, November 30, 2007

Sellout.




I thought Tay had an agenda but he's just an opportunist.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Touch The Brazilians

The band who performs that ubiquitous iPod Touch jingle is from Sao Paulo.

Sunday, April 8, 2007

You Gotta See This!

The sheer creativity of this commercial blows my little mind.

I still have no idea what they're selling.