It’s the week of the Super Bowl, which translates into a week of hype.
- Will Bret Favre congratulate Aaron Rodgers if he wins?!
- Does another championship ring make up Ben Roethlisberger’s off-season indiscretions?! (If he does it again this year, does he have to win another Super Bowl to avoid jail time, or will a mere playoff appearance do?)
- Will the defense of either team show up this week?!
- Which company will put out the commercial of the year?!
If you asked number four, then congratulations: you’re an idiot. If you’re paid to answer number 4, then you are a hack and should be forced to wear a frilly dress the next time you go to a bar with more than one television on the wall.
What’s that? You don’t think that assessment is fair? Read on to find out why you’re a tool, chump. Continue reading Take it from Snee: Super Bowl commericals are for idiots
ARE YOU TIRED OF HAVING TO FIDDLE WITH THE VOLUME ON A TELEVISION EVERY TWENTY MINUTES OUT OF SIXTY? DO YOU FIND YOURSELF CONSTANTLY BEING TIRED OF THE LOUDER THAN NORMAL TELEVISION ADS AND COMMERCIALS, ESPECIALLY ONES OF THE LOCAL VARIETY? JUST WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH THEM?
WELL BUDDY, CONGRESS UNDERSTANDS YOUR PAIN AND WOULD LIKE TO HELP YOU OUT.
Rep. Jim Moran, D-Va., is my representative in the House of Representatives of these here United States of America. I’m really not sure if I voted for him, when I was in the voting booth I just voted for women and and guys whose names sounded ethnic-y. But if I did vote for Moran, due to some confusion on my part that he was Hispanic, I am proud I made the informed vote.
The distinguished gentlemen from the Commonwealth of Virginia is taking a stand against one of the most pressing issues our country faces today. You guessed it: erectile dysfunction ads.
Since the late 1990s, these ads have been plaguing America. They were subtle then, because we were all naive–that and Viagra had a corner on the market. But a few years back, Cialis, Levitra (from the Latin root “levitat,” to make rise) and others came on the scene. Suddenly, there was market competition, which meant one thing: scrap the subtleties and innuendos, throw Bob Dole out the window and start beating Americans over the head with what their product will do. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: Take your smutty pills elsewhere, bub!