The Sheila Variations

Now that is funny!

Wow! Thanks for the nice note.

Keep on Ramblin'...

Any time. That is one of the funniest things I have read in a LOOOONG time.

Hah! I still don't understand the logic behind drug adverts. When I had heartburn, I didn't have to ask about the purple pill. My doctor prescribed it for me because I needed it.

The imagery for the Levitra commericals has to go too, I know what that football and tire swing symbolize!

I definitely get sucked into the imagery of those commercials. "wow! I want to live in that sunny glimmering world!" And then - like clockwork - they list all the side-effects at the end, speaking very very quickly, hoping you don't notice - and the side-effects sound so NASTY - (although not along the levels of "has a renewed interest in Flemish painting" - which I think is so freakin' funny) But - damn - what good is living in a sunny glimmering world if I am tormented by "oily stools"? (actual quote from actual commercial)

Euuuu, man. Eu.

"May cause intestinal bleeding"...yep, I'd trade sneezing and sniffling for that.

The listing of possible side effects at the end of these ads always remind me of the classic "Happy, Happy Fun Ball" skit on SNL. At the end of that commercial was a quickly spoken litany of side effect horrors--"Happy, Happy Fun Ball may cause hair loss, Happy, Happy Fun Ball contains an unknown substance from another planet, never allow Happy, Happy Fun Ball near your genitals," and on and on. It was quite amusing, but not that different from todays pharmaceutical ads.

David, I remember that! Oh God, too funny.

Happy Happy Fun Ball. I'd love to have been a fly on the wall on THAT script meeting.

My new favorite commercials are for Enzyte.

Laura,

How do those go?

It's that idiot Bob...the pill is for 'natural male enhancement.' You see Bob golfing, with this big shit-eating grin, with his newfound confidence in life, women look at him in awe. The commercials are hysterical.

On a related note, on the website for Levitra, it says the following, and I quote: "Men who experience an erection for more than four hours should seek immediate medical attention." Imagine the receptionist at the hospital when she hears what the problem is.

I wish Dow would do a similar commercial for breast enlargements, with the woman getting more attention and having more confidence.

The reaction from the feminists would be priceless.

Hm, Bill, well... the actual equivalent for the female would not be enlargement of the breasts ... but ...

Oh, never mind. I'm too shy, I can't say it.

But people on the street wouldn't be able to SEE it, regardless. At least - Jesus, let's hope not.

Ah yes, do not taunt Happy Fun Ball:

http://www.happyfunball.com/hfb.html

Uhh...yeah, well...how about those commercials with the Viagra car?

I don't have TV. What are the commercials?

I was just trying to say in a stupid coy way that the equivalent to a penis is not breasts.

I mean, anatomically.

Oh forget it. What are the commercials?

Dave -

You are so cool for posting that!!

"Ingredients of Happy Fun Ball include an unknown glowing substance which fell to Earth, presumably from outer space"

Ha ha

I was just trying to change the subject, but the commercial does feature the Viagra car slipping between two other cars which part to give the V car the chance to move through.

Oh Jesus.

Again - I'd love to have been in on the production meetings on that one.

Well, in the Levitra commercial, the guy can't throw the football through the tire swing until he takes his pill. Then his wife comes out to play catch.

They must have a lot of fun at those production meetings.

Hahahaha

"the guy can't throw the football through the tire swing until he takes his pill"

Oh shit, that's funny

That is a hilarious post - kudos to Kaya.

I think my favorite might be the ones for those drugs that are supposed to relieve agoraphobia or other non-specific personality disorders, but "may have serious sexual side-effects". I mean these poor folks can't win. "We'll fix it so you don't mind going out to Wal-Mart! But, [cough] well, youmayloseallenjoymentofsexintheprocess."

Red, what glories of pop culture you've been missing out on while reading of participating in some other "worthwhile" activity...

I miss TV. I do. I love pop culture of all kinds. I love commercials. When I went home for Thanksgiving - after not having television for 4 months - I sat, entranced, before the screen. I welled up with tears at the commercial for the cell phone where the woman on the train is listening to her son's piano recital through her phone. I WEPT. I watched the West Wing marathon and considered not going out wiht my friends from high school because it would interfere with my TV time. My sister Jean invited me to come over to her house to hang out with her boyfriend Pat and "to watch some TV." My point-blank response? "I love TV."

This is sheer deprivation talking. I'm not really like this. Really.

But the more I don't have it, the more I miss it.

It's not good to read damn books ALL THE TIME. I'd like to watch some Queer Eye and Behind the Music specials.

Well, of course you wouldn't be nearly so sentimental about television if you were spending hours every night picking through the wasteland like the rest of us.

Maybe you ought to get an old, small TV with a relatively crummy picture, so you'd only watch it when there was something you really wanted to see.
;-)

Stealing cable isn't that hard, as long as you don't have to climb any poles.

Not that I would ever condone such activity, nor have I ever done it for friends.