“Five Dollar.”
“Five Dollar, Foot Looooooong”.
“Five”.
“Five Dollar.”
“Five Dollar, Foot Looooooong”.
“It’s ca-ca-catching on”.
It’s been going through my head nearly every waking moment of the past ten days.
“Five Dollar.”
“Five Dollar, Foot Looooooong”.
“Five”.
“Five Dollar.”
“Five Dollar, Foot Looooooong”.
“It’s ca-ca-catching on”.
It’s been going through my head nearly every waking moment of the past ten days.
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That is the most annoying commercial I’ve seen in a LONG while.. because it goes through your head for 10 days at a time.
Was Michael Palin selling them on the New York streets?
Wow, if it annoys Peev you know that it must be… uh, um… hmmm.
Five.
Five chapter.
Five chapter Peev post.
It is NOT catching on.
😆
That commercial was on at the exact same time i started reading this post. And yes, i was singing along.
Read this article about the idea behind the commercial:
http://www.slate.com/id/2189472/
Five.
Five percent.
Five percent sales tax.
Don’t I wish.
Well, at least it’s musical. Those radio ads where they repeat the phone number ad-nausium, THAT is annoying…
There’s nothing better than a GOOD radio ad… just listen to Mischke. The man’s a genius.
Well, at least it’s musical. Those radio ads where they repeat the phone number ad-nausium, THAT is annoying…
What about the “all day, all night, everything is all right, get your degree, set yourself free, National Whatever University” that seems to play between the hours of 11pm and 1am in between the various party line/phone sex ads that play during the commercial breaks for “King of the Hill”?
Well, at least it’s musical. Those radio ads where they repeat the phone number ad-nausium, THAT is annoying…
“Call Four Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight…Pizza Hut Delivery is really great!”
Ugh.
Remember the Subway ads with the “sexy gal” singing about subs? I thought it died out years ago.
I was surprised by its return last year. Boy does that thing look and sound dated.
“I don’t want no greasy chicken (chorus: Don’t want my diner from a bake machine)…”