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I've been listening to these radio spots for the last few years...back when they were originally "Real American Heroes" (pre-9/11). I always thought they were hysterical, but lamented not being able to share them with my non-radio listener husband and friends.
Well, now they're planning on making some television commercials...I'm so excited!
Here are some samples:
From Mr. Tiny Thong Bikini Wearer: "If you've got it, flaunt it, that's your motto. Which is ironic, because you haven't got it. So crack open an ice-cold Bud Light, sweet cheeks, and know that if you weren't wearing that suit, we'd ask you to take a bow."
From Mr. Fancy Coffee Shop Coffee Pourer: "What do you do with a master's degree in art history? You get a nose ring and pour coffee for a living."
From Mr. Handlebar Mustache Wearer: "You may not be a Civil War general, but with a handlebar mustache, even a simple computer programmer can rally the troops."
Add some female background singers and the former-Survivor lead singer, and you have commercial gold. :)
Posted by Desiree on November 17, 2003 at 12:07 PM | TrackBack"Sure, you charge five bucks for a cup of coffee. It's putting that tip jar out that takes real guts."
Those things are priceless. Putting images to the words should be golden.
Posted by: ColdForged on November 17, 2003 02:54 PMthe ads lost all their charm when they came out on television. radio play give you freedom of imagination. the TV's image is nothing compared to what my mind pictured when i first heard "Mr. Bad Toupee Wearer". I laughed CONSTANTLY for a week, making everyone within arm's length listen to it. When i saw the commerical i cringed because it wasnt as funny as it could have been. sad
Posted by: paula on November 25, 2003 02:23 AMOh, that is sad. I've yet to see one of the commercials, but maybe I'll try to avoid them after all.
Posted by: Desiree on November 25, 2003 08:41 AMGet most of them here:
http://www.bricco.org
"you manage to convince deer that we're a tree taking a stroll, or a bush having a cup of coffee"
hahaha...brilliant.
Here's one of my favorites:
Today we salute you, Mr. Underwear Inspector Number Twelve:
Wether it be tighty whiteys, or banana hammocks, you're the one who makes sure our skivvies cut the mustard. You make sure the door is fastened with secure seams, so that the cow doesn't get out of the barn when it shouldn't. Dedicating yourself to a craft others might pou pou, you can pass every single man on the street and say with pride, "you there, you're wearing my underpants, and no, I don't want them back." So crack open an ice cold bud light eagle eyes, because we're all glad you've got your hands in our shorts.