Damned computers
I don’t know if it’s just me, but I find a lot of the advertisements on television rather disturbing these days.
I find all advertisements irritating, but there seems to be a fashion nowadays to treat all adults as if they had the mentality of a five year old.
Cartoons are for children? Right? So why do the insist on trying to sell their shite to adults using cartoons? I am sick of furry little animals and strange characters prancing around silently on my screen.
There is one advertisement that I find particularly disturbing. I think it’s for some fucking fabric conditioner or other, but they have these nauseating little rag dolls poncing around the screen. Am I supposed to be impressed? I can tell you here and now that I’m not. I’m nauseated.
Then there is that revolting nodding fucking dog, Churchill. Oh, how I would love to ram a ten foot pole wrapped in razor wire up his condescending arse. That would wipe the fucking smirk off his face.
Another one that I find deeply disturbing is that one with the characters with the long noses. I don’t know why, but I get the feeling I’m witnessing someone’s nightmare in glorious technicolour.
Of course none of these advertisements would be possible if the advertising industry didn’t have computers.
I wish we could go back to the good old pre-computer days, when cartoons had to be hand-drawn
Heh heh ! You made my day old timer.
god yeah you could probably write an entire book on annoying ads – but nothing beats those ads talking about women’s – you know time of the month … there I am eating me dinner or talking to my younger brother (he’s a teenager don’t you know) and the next minute there’s this ad going on about about well you know … talk about awkward
Maybe we should retaliate by placing ads for Specially Formulated Scrotum Anti-wrinkle Cream?
churchill nodding dog wants putting down
Jesus look how thick the Ribena is in the glass. Our Mammy wouldn’t let us have it because she said it would rot our insides. Same went for sugary cereal. Although one time my sister did really well in her piano exam and to celebrate Mammy bought us Coco Pops. They were delicious.
I haven’t seen an advert of any kind for several years, and I don’t intend to start now. Unless you count that thing at the top of this page, “Follow Grandad on twitter”, which seems to also incorporate a cartoon character. Double standards?
Doug – Just so long as I can ram the razor wire up his hole first?
Jenikybooky – Those were the Good Old Days when sugar was good for us. God knows what was in Ribena in those days, but for sure, it wouldn’t be allowed now.
Ciaran – How fucking pedantic can you get? I’m talking about animated cartoons. And leave my vulture alone. He’s not harming anyone. Yet.
Well I could have sworn I saw it move. Watch it out of the corner of your eye for a few minutes – see if I’m not right.
Nah! It’s your imagination. I have trained him to sit very very still, and I have trained him well.