Under the tagline "Milk's favorite cookie," Draft FCB orchestrates a playful set of Oreo prints that illustrate "the dunk aspect of the Oreo twist, lick and dunk ritual and showcases the simple fun that dunking Oreo cookies in milk can bring," says Laurie Guzzinati of Kraft.
Okay. We can't fault Draft for saying "twist, lick and dunk" considering that's exactly what we do when we have the occasional Oreo. But after that lions-fucking insanity, which comes to mind every time we type out "Draft FCB," we just can't keep a straight face.
No doubt, this is some marketers cheeky idea of a promotion but we're going to have to wait a while before we find out who's behind it. But let's not let details get in the way of celebrating the collection of celebrity pubic hairs which, when mounted and autographed, are sold...all to make money to donate to charity. Locks of Love? Screw that. With everyone body grooming these days, there ought to be a whole lot more pubes to donate than head hair. So when you celeb Shave Everywhere, don't just let it all go down the drain. Use your god given attributes to help those in need! Besides, you drain won't clog and it'll be much nicer on your house cleaner.
Oh, there's a countdown clock on the site insuring we check back to see what this is all about on January 15. Hmm. Philips? Yea, we think so.
We're not sure if these are real and have a strong suspicion they're not, but the idea that they could be makes us happy. And even if they aren't, the strength virals have in consumer-generated media makes them just as legit WOM-wise for the respective companies involved. Just look at the arguments they generate.
To wrap up the whole car-wars thing, the super-short synopsis: BMW gets snarky with Audi. Audi bitches them out. Subaru jumps in. Bentley pwns all. In fact we think we've just been sold on it. Why couldn't the Pepsi/Coke wars have ended like this?
If you work in advertising, you've certainly seen the hilarious but extremely truthful parody Truth in Advertising. It was only a matter of time before the classic got an update and, today, it got a big one. This parody of the parody, called The Truth in Ad Sales does a great job uncovering what really happens between a media agency and a media seller and how the final sales pitch makes it to the conference room for presentation. It's British so it's be funny even if it isn't but it is so it's worth watching. It's got all your favorite Wanker and Bugger All commentary complete with mention of social media and "MyTube." Hmm, MyTube. Now there's a possibility. Oh wait. Silly us. The porn industry has already jumped on that one.
Over the past few months, Copyranter has been diligently following the ever increasing cup size and revealing cleavage of True.com models who force you to stare at them every time you log into your MySpace page. Now, it seems, stodgy Match.com has had enough and has instructed its creative folks to unleash its own D+ cup cleavage upon us to attract eyeballs just as True.com does.
Copyranter notes the model in the ad is said to be an actual Match.com member (as opposed to True.com's hired models) but also questions the validity of her "Brody100" profile and posits she's a Match.com employee or a "paid plant." Who cares. Cleavage is cleavage after all so we're not going to be picky. What's that saying? "Bigger is better?"
UPDATE: We have been assured by Match.com's PR agency that Brody100 is, indeed, the real deal. She, along with 25 other Match.com members are featured in the company's just launched campaign.
An Adrants reader points us to Mackenzieheartsu, a boring but strangely watchable spoiled rich girl whose travails over her father's choice of car colour culminate in her getting what she wants and selling the old car for $9.99 on Ebay.
The last video drops a link to Anything Goes Deal, the latest Domino's promotion, a less-than-subtle hint likely to fly over the heads of everyone involved. Nobody in her comments section seems the wiser, anyway.
The campaign ran a couple weeks in December and looks over, which is too bad because we thought Mackenzie more convincing than LonelyGirl15 (who had suspiciously clean production skills). The comments she received indicate she made a vivid impression with people riding the Laguna Beach and OC waves.
Our favourite comment was "I hope your father sells you on Ebay in $9.90 and some poor Norwegian baker family buy you to bake fish bread whole of your life." We're not sure what fish bread is, but it sounds uncute and we have serious doubts Mackenzie would like its shade. It might not match anything in her room.
Now here's an interesting way to promote your geeky tech blog. Find an attractive female friend, have her hold signs with witty tech double entendre's like "charlielive.com gives great ajax" and "charlielive.com bigger is better" and upload the images to Flickr leading unsuspecting viewers to believe Charlie Live is some sort of cross between Engadget and Fleshbot. It's neither and it'll only be of interest if you understand that ajax isn't a cleaning product when it comes to programming.
Condom Shop says "Don't be stupid" with some print that illustrates how forgetting a condom is the same as leaping into the line of fire wearing nothing but your bare ass. Sounds logical to us. We thank Ad Arena for this one.
Show us somebody who's not concerned about saving some money in this economic climate, and we'll show you a liar. The Daily Reel lends help by pointing us to its Bodega spotlight, an online film by Casimir Nozkowski of Crying While Eating.
"Bodega" is a tongue-in-cheek pseudo-documentary on surviving in the Bronx, the poorest urban county in our fair nation. Coloured with tips on adequate dietary requirements for survival on a budget, hosts drop occasional profundities like "The economy is fucked the fuck up" and less-than-known tidbits like the fact that Nutz pork rinds have zero carbs. Clever. We enjoyed it even if their tonal repetitions of "Bodega" drove us the fuck crazy.
Update: As of 1/10, Oh Word releases a full version that includes another 2.5 minutes of the Bronx duo's street wisdom.
An odd new year greeting from Mono invited us to play a game of mix-and-match with facial features, a lot like getting to play with Mr. Potato Head without having to buy him.
The site includes a gallery where you can look at all the possibilities thrown together thus far. Apparently there are over 750,000.
Trouble with the site or our computers made it so we could only screw around with the lower part of the face and not the top. This got in the way of our fun-having, and we dislike anything that gets in the way of our fun-having. Oh, well. How much could a Mr. Potato Head possibly be?
Update: The darlings at Mono fixed the bug. We are happy.