Showing posts with label commercial. Show all posts
Showing posts with label commercial. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

What Can We Learn From Commercials...

That root beer might be the solution against alcoholism?


That Daddy might not be the best driver instructor?


That graffiti can help medicine?


That elders knows best?


That there is a very good reason why Indians have such white teeth?


Joke Of The Day:
Four guys went golfing; one went in the clubhouse to pay while the others waited at the first tee. One of the guys says, “I'm so proud of my son. He is a stock broker and he's made enough that he just gave away a huge portfolio.” The next guy said, “I'm so proud of my son. He's a car dealer and he's doing so well, he just gave away a Ferrari.” The third guy says, “I'm so proud of my son. He's got enough money that he just gave away a million-dollar home.”
Just as the third guy finishes talking, the fourth guy joins them and asks, “What are you guys talking about?'
“Just about how good our sons are doing,” the three men replied. “Well, my son is doing very well,” says the fourth man, “He's a male stripper and just last week he got a huge portfolio, a Ferrari and a million-dollar home.”

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

A Few Are Freaky...

Okay, so we all had our fun with the copier. Did we? Well, after watching this you might want to think twice before doing it again...


What is the definition of a loser? Well this weatherman has a very creepy stalker. So creepy that I think we can call him a loser...


Okay... Four guys... One is an idiot. Guess which one...


In soccer you can have the best and the worst and the same pitch. For example, you have the best goalkeeper on one side and the worst on the other side...


This is one good ad for hot dogs and one happy man...


And there it is... The reason why blondes don't have a good name...


Joke Of The Day:
Paddy was walking through a town one day when he say a shop with a notice in the window. The notice said "We sell everything". Paddy could not believe this so he went inside. He walked to the counter and asked the salesperson, "Do you really sell everything?" The salesperson said "Yes, everything".

Thinking this was too good to be true Paddy said "OK then could I have a jumper for a chicken?". The salesperson said "A jumper for a chicken?, hold on I will have to check the stock out the back". Five minutes later, the salesperson returned with a brown paper bag. "Here you go, one jumper for a chicken"

"How much?" asked Paddy.

"Three quid." replied the salesperson.

"Three quid for a jumper for a chicken - excellent." said Paddy. So away he went as happy as larry. When he got outside he thought to himself that maybe he was done, so he looked inside the bag. At the bottom of the bag was a condom.

He was mad and stormed back into the shop. He screamed at the salesperson "Hey, I asked you for a jumper for a chicken and you have given me a condom - whats going on?"

The salesperson replied, "Sorry mate, I checked in the back and we seem to be all out of jumpers for chickens, all we had was a pullover for a cock."