You may recall I have a major issue with TV advertisements. They are humourless, aggressive, broadcast at an excessive volume, often sexist against men and incredibly annoying.
In an attempt to circumvent having to endure adverts, I watch as much TV as possible on a delay via Sky+ so I can fast-forward past the adverts. I hate them. Insurance adverts are the worst, but they have been joined in recent years by sub-prime lending and gambling as the dog shit on the metaphorical shoe of broadcasting life in this country.
There are three adverts that really upset me at the moment.
1 - Clive Tyldesley and the Mars bar eating twat who 'steps in' to take part in a penalty shootout for England v Holland. Clive's lines in that ad grate me, every single one of them. Fuck off, I can't wait for the Euros to be over so that this bag of wank is out of my life forever.
2 - Having to listen to an awful bastardisation of YMCA by The Village People while some cheery whore tells me that if I sign up for car insurance through her website I will get 1,000 Nectar points as a reward. So let me see, a purchase of several hundred pounds worth of insurance and you will give me a fiver to spend at Sainsburys, and this will "fill me with glee", apparently. If you look closely, she even pulls the Nectar points out of her knickers.
3 - The series of Paddy Power adverts based on some sad cunts writing on their facebook wall. This week it is based on someone saying they can't believe vuvuzuelas have been banned from Euro 2012 as they were great fun. Really? Great fun? Reslly? I actually emailed BWFC after the 2010 World Cup to say if those things were allowed in the ground I would never set foot in the Reebok again. In fact, the previous Paddy Power adverts with that patronising bitch saying 'concentrate' wound me up as well. Tossers.
I'm really upset just describing these adverts. All this live sport at the moment is making avoiding them really difficult.
In an attempt to circumvent having to endure adverts, I watch as much TV as possible on a delay via Sky+ so I can fast-forward past the adverts. I hate them. Insurance adverts are the worst, but they have been joined in recent years by sub-prime lending and gambling as the dog shit on the metaphorical shoe of broadcasting life in this country.
There are three adverts that really upset me at the moment.
1 - Clive Tyldesley and the Mars bar eating twat who 'steps in' to take part in a penalty shootout for England v Holland. Clive's lines in that ad grate me, every single one of them. Fuck off, I can't wait for the Euros to be over so that this bag of wank is out of my life forever.
2 - Having to listen to an awful bastardisation of YMCA by The Village People while some cheery whore tells me that if I sign up for car insurance through her website I will get 1,000 Nectar points as a reward. So let me see, a purchase of several hundred pounds worth of insurance and you will give me a fiver to spend at Sainsburys, and this will "fill me with glee", apparently. If you look closely, she even pulls the Nectar points out of her knickers.
3 - The series of Paddy Power adverts based on some sad cunts writing on their facebook wall. This week it is based on someone saying they can't believe vuvuzuelas have been banned from Euro 2012 as they were great fun. Really? Great fun? Reslly? I actually emailed BWFC after the 2010 World Cup to say if those things were allowed in the ground I would never set foot in the Reebok again. In fact, the previous Paddy Power adverts with that patronising bitch saying 'concentrate' wound me up as well. Tossers.
I'm really upset just describing these adverts. All this live sport at the moment is making avoiding them really difficult.