You've met the man responsible "Hi Anthony Sullivan here..."
Then it happens...
A wad of hair clogs a pipe and the solution isn't to put some sort of dangerous chemical down the drain to desintigrate it. The solution in this particular commercial is the 'Turbo Snake'. A metal wire you stick in the drain then use to wrap up the hair clog like spaghetti and tug the fistful of old sodden hair from the moist shadowy pits. As you may have read in one of my first posts* I have a thing against disembodied hair and drains. This commercial could quite possibly qualify as being my worse nightmare. Every time it comes on I feel as though I'm in the movie Saw minus the device forcing my eyelids open and used Turbo Snakes dangling inches from my face.
::Warning:: If you have just eaten or plan to eat any time in the next lifetime don't view the following videos. As a card-carrying Mythbuster I am obligated to site my references.
The state of television today is deplorable. Not in the liberties taken with showing sex and violence, but the infomercials of disgusting products that play ad nauseam. Take the Ped-Egg for example (of Pedo-Files as I like to call them). Who knew that by rubbing some little plastic device on the soles of your feet could produce a half-pound of parmeasian cheese? Who in their right mind would think that such an image was appropriate for national television, let alone a commercial that plays directly after an ad for the Olive Garden.
The state of television today is deplorable. Not in the liberties taken with showing sex and violence, but the infomercials of disgusting products that play ad nauseam. Take the Ped-Egg for example (of Pedo-Files as I like to call them). Who knew that by rubbing some little plastic device on the soles of your feet could produce a half-pound of parmeasian cheese? Who in their right mind would think that such an image was appropriate for national television, let alone a commercial that plays directly after an ad for the Olive Garden.
A somewhat older ad that I detest is for Lamisil. It stars Diggy the Dermatophyte an anthropomorphic bacteria from Staten Island, hell-bent on throwing a house party under your toenails. This nasty little vagrant and his lowlife kin squat on your nail-bed and turn it into their own personal crack den.
That current Nutri-Grain ad, I just shudder thinking about it.
*See the prequal Bathtub Wookies back in February.
Ok maybe that one's just me. It's not necessarily gross, I just also have a big problem with certain kinds of alarm clock sounds, but that's another post for another day.
*See the prequal Bathtub Wookies back in February.
No comments:
Post a Comment