Showing posts with label parody. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parody. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Monday, June 1, 2015
Monday Kickstart: Man Up
Putting the "men" in "menstruation"... Let's not kid ourselves; there's an ad company out there with this ad shot and sealed in a vault, just waiting for male periods to become a thing.
They nailed it with the high tech selling points. Any product made for men makes it sound like it was engineered in one of NASA's labs. And the rival brand's ad would feature men in a boardroom, wearing ties and looking at oversized blueprints on a table.
This week's inspiration is Ms. Rachel Lynn Owen, who manages to be enchanting even in black and white:
Let's go.
They nailed it with the high tech selling points. Any product made for men makes it sound like it was engineered in one of NASA's labs. And the rival brand's ad would feature men in a boardroom, wearing ties and looking at oversized blueprints on a table.
This week's inspiration is Ms. Rachel Lynn Owen, who manages to be enchanting even in black and white:
Let's go.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Lincoln Thinkin'
A week or so late on posting this, but these SNL riffs on the McConaughey Lincoln ads were fantastic.
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Monday, June 16, 2014
Lunch is Served
Call it what you want, but I pretty much would've demanded Lunchables in my lunch bag if they'd run an ad like this.
My boy Gsus with the find.
My boy Gsus with the find.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Tuesday Kickstart: A Mind is a Terrible Thing to Waste
If I had one wish, it'd be to be 18 and starting college again. My fallback wish? Going to Epps College.
Why are we starting on Tuesday this week? Well, because TJ gave me a tour of his hometown (Chicago) this past weekend, and Monday morning I couldn't move—aside from using my thumb to type an email to my manager, to tell her I wasn't coming in. There's more to this tale, of course, and some day On the Rocks will be blessed with it. But for now I'll just say that one weekend ain't enough. I need a Chitown redo. Maybe sometime when the temperature is in the double digits.
For now, I'm holding onto all of the warm thoughts I can muster. And few can inspire more warm thoughts than Georgia Salpa:
Let's go.
Why are we starting on Tuesday this week? Well, because TJ gave me a tour of his hometown (Chicago) this past weekend, and Monday morning I couldn't move—aside from using my thumb to type an email to my manager, to tell her I wasn't coming in. There's more to this tale, of course, and some day On the Rocks will be blessed with it. But for now I'll just say that one weekend ain't enough. I need a Chitown redo. Maybe sometime when the temperature is in the double digits.
For now, I'm holding onto all of the warm thoughts I can muster. And few can inspire more warm thoughts than Georgia Salpa:
Let's go.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Monday, April 8, 2013
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Where Dem Tits Go?
This is simply brilliant. I found myself torn between wanting to actually see the movie, and laughing at myself for wanting to see the movie. Similarly, I was torn between my utter infatuation with Olivia Munn and the image of her with a temporarily-enhanced bossom.
(Rest assured, Olivia, I still love you just the way you are.)
Love to my boy Chris for the assist on this one.
(Rest assured, Olivia, I still love you just the way you are.)
Love to my boy Chris for the assist on this one.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Call Me, Anytime
"Call Me, Maybe" isn't leaving anytime soon. I've made my peace with that. And this, in turn, allows me to revel in this rendition, which features The Roots, Jimmy Fallon, and a host of elementary school musical instruments.
This. Is. Awesome.
My boy Chris with the assist.
This. Is. Awesome.
My boy Chris with the assist.
Monday, January 9, 2012
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