Spreading the Love
I've been thinking it over the past few weeks and I've decided that the woman on the Honey Bunches of Oats commercial -- the one who is driving around the country in a hairnet claiming that the cereal is a "mouthful of joy" -- has won over my heart. She's a version of the Snapple-lady that I don't want to smack around.
In a close second is the gentlemen who gives away Dannon Frusion smoothies on the street corner and sings, "Trade in your breakfast for a Dannon Frusion Smoothie." I love that guy! It's too bad, however, that Dannon Frusion smoothies don't taste very good . . .
In a close second is the gentlemen who gives away Dannon Frusion smoothies on the street corner and sings, "Trade in your breakfast for a Dannon Frusion Smoothie." I love that guy! It's too bad, however, that Dannon Frusion smoothies don't taste very good . . .
Who I hate? The Chubsy and David Spade combo from the CapitalOne commercials. What a terrible ad campaign.
3 comments:
Dude, did you go out and buy a Dannon Frusion just because you love that guy so much? I don't know what's more gay (not that there's anything wrong with that...): literally saying you love the Dannon Frusion guy, or actually drinking Dannon Frusion.
I prefer Yoplait's Nouriche, and there's nothing wrong with that.
you love that baffoon with the hair net? I get up in the morning and turn on the news, "Are you hongry", there it is. That stupid lady with the hair net. Finnaly, its over. 5 more minutes of news and "Are you hongry", there it is again. "Are you hongry" and again, and again, and again and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again.
ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, get me outta here.
My friend, please, find another heart winner.
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