Oh yea. Let's make fun of them hillbilly types with their funny accents, horrible fashions and disgusting stomachs. Oh and their freak child who lives in the basement and eats all the time until...yes...until she get fed Hot Tub Chicken. It's all good, though. Oh, but Chore is spelled C H O R E. Not C H O I R as in Choir.
Some spots need to be viewed over and over again to be truly appreciated. Others, like this All Bran Honey commercial, need to be viewed over and over again get past staring at the unbelievably gigantic nipples protruding through the shirt of "Tall Jan" ... to truly appreciate what the hell the ad was trying to sell.
Apparently it's a word play on All Bran is delicious versus Tall Jan is malicious. Whether or not the "protrusive" scenario was intended or not, it achieved repeat viewership and what more could a marketer ask for?
Is it wrong to think this Amnesty International sex trafficking ad is just a tiny bit hot while at the same time realizing it's a clever representation of a reprehensible practice? Please! Don't confuse. It's like those ads where young girls with huge boobs are used to convince you underage sex is a bad thing while making you want to have sex at the same time. (Not with the underage girls in the ads, mind you. Contrary to popular belief, even I know the difference between right and wrong.)
The ad, created by Switzerland's Walker, does catch the eye and that's half the battle in this game. But like the underage sex ads, it creates an uncomfortable awkwardness. Maybe that's a good thing. Perhaps it causes one to feel a bit skeeved. Trouble is, the people who engage in this reprehensible practice, after seeing the ad, may simply be more motivated to find the next young, hot thing to trade like a piece of property.
This, by far, is the best logo fuck up ever. Even better than that pedophilic one from that pediatric center. While the goof has been found out and may (or may not) be corrected, that didn't stop employees of the UK's Office of Government Commerce from having a laugh over it. Flip the logo 90 degrees to the right and you'll understand the gaff.
Making a name for yourself in the legal world must be tough without OJ Simpson or sex tape spawn. What's the average divorce attorney to do?
A few things, actually. You can force your lawyers to take up lederhosen and the accordion. You can make divorce look really appealing. You can form strategic liaisons with pizza parlors.
Or you can invite a comparison between yourself, and Gene Simmons, and omelets. Guess it's a matter of what you personally find less morally reprehensible.
- Score about $10,000 to get a logo tattooed across your forehead. Add another $2000/year to keep it there. Got anything better to do?
- BlackBerry is profiling executive-level users on its website and in print ads. See the interview for Jason Pomeranc who seems kind of like a ... never mind.
- The Wall Street Journal killed Chuck Schwab. Well no, not really, but this WSJ parody site did point out his untimely passing. If Chuck is dead, we don't want to talk to anybody ever again.
- More behind-the-scenes Foam City stuff for Sony. Will you just SHOW US THE AD already?!
- Orgasmify my world? Hell yes! Oh, you meant "organify." Um, awesome.
- The TreeHugger guy said we'd "get a kick/sigh" out of this. We're really just perplexed.
- Havas reports a 2.5 percent gain in revenue to $550 million for Q1 2008. What recession?
- Hilary pulls out Osama Bin Laden to help her cause in her close race with Barak Obama.
- These anti-smoking ads make no sense. No sense at all. None whatsoever. Nadda. Zip. Zilch.
If you can't get enough news from CNN, now you can wear the organizations headlines on t-shirts custom printed with headlines you select. UPDATE: Scott from Dribblelass informs the URL can be altered to make up your own headlines.
- Want to get into the ad business? Here's some advice from the board of the VCU Brandcenter.
This website, where you can make a symphony out of other people's laughter, is disturbing. I swept my mouse over a few faces by chance and am suffering from serious eek!-factor, probably because The Exorcist has warped my perspective of all things sweet and cuddly.
If you can get past the whole symphony-of-mirth thing, check out the cookbook for recipes like the Laughing Turkey Wrap. It might come in useful if you ever want to spark an intervention.
Created by Lowe Roche, Toronto for Laughing Cow, the site generates traffic from a print campaign with peel-away messages trussed up like pieces of cheese. See how pretty, even beside a pee stick?
Just as the farting squirrel saved the forest from fire, a trio of penguins, with help from Vigorsol AIR, stop global warming by farting a jet stream of cool air. Yes, the fart joke is back and just as funny as it was the first time. Bathroom humor. It's sort of like sex. No matter how many times you do it, you never tire of it. OK, so maybe that's only true for some of us. The fart jokes that is. We know no one tires of sex.
Sort of like the spiraling, out of control political correctness movement that has eradicated all manner of fun from the world, this work for Tostitos by Mekanism and Element79 goes all out to make sure fun is a thing of the past. Seminars help workers "manage" the urge to have fun. The NOLAF organization is all about ending laughter and this work does it, thankfully, with dry, quirky humor. Of special not is the segment on "virus videos" which "put the FU back in fun."