Those stupid little shits. "The stinky chair"- ? I hate
those kids. Oh, you don't like Daddy's chair? Not good enough for
you, you spoiled little brats? Don't like the smell? How about you shut
the hell up? Does that sound good enough for you? You little shits. Go
to your room, no dinner for you. You make me sick. You're all worthless.
You're all mistakes. You little jerks. You've disgraced
my name.
That's how those stupid kids should be talked to. Those little jerks with
their smart ass remarks. Who the hell do they think they are?
Next, there's a commercial that has been bugging me for a long time. I
think the product is Winter Fresh Gum. The commercial features some whore
in a short cut dress seducing a guy that probably drives a really nice
car. Then some shitty music kicks in, with the lyrics going something
like "Nothing's colder than ICE... Ice Ice Ice.."
Then there's some stupid hag that backs up the vocals with some moaning
"oooh oohhh oooohhhh.." That bitch. I hope she dies.
Oh, and I really hate Toyota commercials. One of the newer ones features
some dipshit driving a purple Toyota with some shitty music going on in
the back ground, like he's some kind of guy.. that drives cars. He's
trying to find a parking spot, but he's such a suck-ass sissy that he gets
chased away by a dog. Then a bunch of signs flash by the screen that say
"No parking" or "Librarian parking only" and even "Bean counter parking
only". Then the asshole finally finds a parking spot by some old lady
that acts like she's shocked when she sees him pull up and the announcer
says "Fitting in, schmitting in.. the new RAV-4 by Toyota. It's not for
everyone, only you."
What the hell is that supposed to mean? Not for everyone, only me? They
don't know me. And even if it was only for me, I'm to assume that this
whole shitty advertising campaign is targeted only for me? I'm the only
person in the universe they made that car for.. my ass. What a crock of
shit. And I won't even start with the music. Actually, I will. It's
shitty and I hate it. "I am everyday people" WHAT THE HELL IS THAT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
Then there's that evil bitch on those Crest
commercials. She's so happy. Smiling, showing off her pearly white
teeth. She's got a house and three kids. She's a tough working mom.
She's the strong, independant, 90's type. She probably loves saving
whales and eating TOFU. In the commercial, she says "My kids don't always
listen to me, so I have to pick my battles."
Okay.. Stop right there super-bitch. You're a what? Did I just hear you
say 'Crest kid'? Don't tell me you just said that. Dammit to hell. WHY
THE HELL Do THESE PEOPLE TRY So HARD to pisS ME OFF? They know what
they're doing. They're trying to make me turn into a shit-eater so I can
be one of them. Then I too will be a 'Crest kid', and I'll go to
McDonalds and Taco Bell all the time, and I'll see shitty movies like
"Ever After" and anything with Ellen Degeneris in it. I hate her.
Oh really? As opposed to the rest of the world? Americans love to
succeed, and everyone else loves to lose. I want to find the dipshit that
came up with that brilliant saying, and gouge his eyes out. Stupid shit.
My all time most hated commercials have to be pringles. Not the newer
ones with the jerks that beat the cans together, but those stupid little
kids that dance around and jump on couches and laugh. Those little shits.
Having fun, are you? Do you like Pringles? Do they make you want to
dance and giggle?
Are they silly and fun to eat? Do you want to
die?
I hate those kids more than Celine Dione herself. I can't stand those
little jerks. Ever single one of them deserve to be launched from a
cannon into a wall. Maybe that'll teach those little shits some manners.
Jumping on the couch. Laughing. Singing. Eating those greasy chips.
Makes me want to PUKE.
There are a lot more commercials I hate, but I'm too damn tired to write
about them, and I have homework to do, and I'm going to play Contra 3.
I hate most commercials. Recently I saw a
commercial for a product that helps remove odors from things you spray
it on (jackets, couches, etc). The beginning of the commercial shows a
lady (the mom) walking into a room and saying "My husband smokes cigars,
and my kids call his chair--" and she gets cut off by the shrieks of some
little girls as they scream "--THE STINKY CHAIR!!"
"Clean your room, and they say 'no'."
"Go to bed, and they say 'why?'."
"But when it comes to healthy teeth, I make them use Crest, because I'm
really a Crest kid inside-"
308,186 people hope I die.