K just saw the best commercial. Met Life commercial where the wife buys the husband a new car for Christmas. Ties it all up nice and pretty with a big red bow...husband comes home, zooms in the garage and BAM! Kills the car. :P I love commercials. Too bad my company can't make edgy commercials like that. It gets peoples attention, makes them laugh and remember.
Of course, then you have those ones for perfume...ugh...how lame. Celine Dion swinging on a self suspended trapeze in the middle of the night sky...I am guessing it is supposed to give the feeling of...hmm...well, something I am sure. I just see it and tell myself I am not buying it. Why can't they make them a little more realistic. They use sex to sell just about everything except something that is meant to induce attraction. Like men's cologne? Show a woman...sniffing that cusp of his neck, feeling his warmth, her eyes full of want, her lips letting breath escape and the uttering of "mmmm nice" at the edge of his ear cause she is overcome with desire. Works for me. But I have this thing about scent...
I need to change the subject.
There was this computer tech guy I used to talk to at work and he was so fine...oh wait...that's not good either. Ugh...
Ok.
How about...those Redsox?
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