Thursday, April 13, 2006

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

So, in this post, I mentioned the mortgage ads that feature the bloated, stretched animals. Something like this:



Man, that is one fracked-up wolf. But ya know, at least you can tell it's a wolf.

What the HELL is this:

There's a lot of crap going on here. First of all, it looks like some sort of weird cross between Shrek, the Genie from Aladdin, and Satan. It's got a rose in its teeth and a guitar, so it looks like a flamenco guitarist. But, it's naked. Thankfully, it's also fat, so the belly hides the (presumably) male bits. And, you can't see it well here, but it has wings (the brown blob over its left shoulder is one). The screengrab I got is one frame, but this fellow also dances, with little percentages (like 2%, 3%) emanating from his guitar like notes.

Okay, so 10 out of 10 for getting my attention, but I stand by my original observation. Who sees either of these things and says to themselves, "hey, I need to refinance my house"?

At least the True dating service ads include gorgeous women with a lot of exposed cleavage. I think I know the lure there.

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