Oh, also semi-memorable - that ad for whatever it was (a cell phone?) where GOD IS TOTALLY BLACK Y'ALL.

seriously, it's like you motherfuckers don't understand how insurance works.

The Mindy ad bugged me, because, uh, yeah, women of color pretty much are invisible in our society, yes.

Because nothing's wussier than a motorscooter - except a pickup that has been lavishly waxed and maintained and never, EVER, used to haul a goddamned thing.

the drivetrain on the new Colorado is actually shaped like a massive erect penis.

Oh, sure. It didn't get the message across, but as far as getting people to sit the fuck up and pay attention to what's on TV?

I never worked in traffic when I was in advertising, but I did do some compliance work.

They're called "whales" in industry parlance. Something like 10% of the game's audience is willing to pay to win the game, but that 10% brings in a metric fuckton of money. Liam Neeson money.

BUDWEISER: "FUCK YOU, GAYWAD."

It was actually an ad for their public safety campaign, which is about how to prevent child-killing accidents. On the face of it, it's no different than Verizon or AT&T sponsoring "don't text and drive" campaigns with the wrecked cars and the last text messages from dead teenagers.

I like that they spent like, 3.5 million dollars on the airtime for a commercial that looks like it was made as a final project in an undergraduate Computer Animation course.

…i got bad news for you about Walter White's car, dude.

I have a inch-and-a-half scar on my forehead from running full-tilt into my grandparents' massive cabinet TV set when I was 5-6.

>Though I did hear a quiet "my war wasn't a game" from an older gentleman after the Game of War ad.

Their college football board is really solid, too.

…wait, are we supposed to show our love for our estranged children by buying THEM Nissans?

My four year old was coloring on the other side of the room. After that commercial, he came up to me, hugged me, and said "When I grow up, I'm gonna be just like you, Daddy."

Yep. That ad was the visual equivalent of a jock slapping your beer out of your hand and calling you a pussy.

The "dead kid" ad is gonna be talked about in twenty years. It's the "1984" of terrible, terrible decisions.

It's also a BIG room - a small theater, basically. it seats about 200, but there's a decent sized stage, high ceiling, etc.