I watched a ton of TV as a kid. I mean, an obscene amount. Back then, we didn’t have phones and tablets to fry our brains—nope, we had to manually glue ourselves to the TV screen, especially during those soul-crushing winters in the frozen tundra that is the northern Midwest. I still have a mental Rolodex of commercials that haunt me, popping up anytime I see those old products. Seriously, I caught myself singing the Apple Cinnamon Cheerios jingle this morning and thought, “WTF, how ancient is this?” That song was new like 30 years ago! I swear, they programmed the crap outta me. I’m basically a walking, talking relic of ’90s advertising. I’ve definitely missed about 40 other ones, like the Mentos one, I’m not even going to summon that monstrosity…
Listen… to the Sound… of a whole new O! New Apple Cinnamon… Cheerios!
These are perpetually a new cereal, the song never goes away, it comes on every time I see a box of Apple Cinnamon Cheerios.
The Best Part of Waking Up…Is Folgers In Your Cup!!!!
Who even drinks Folgers anymore? And yet this still pops in my head when I drink coffee which is every damn day. This needs to stop. Somebody please make it stop….
First the Latin Music, then the question… Yo Quiero Taco Bell?
I ended up getting a dog that looks just like that.
Juicy Fruit, The Taste is Gonna Gonna Move Ya!
I swear they used this same song for like 20 years.
Whenever there’s fun there’s always Coca-Cola…
….Do Do Do Do Doop …Oh yeahhhh…. Someone kill me please.
Big Mac a Quarter Pounder a..blah blah blah
I can hear it in my head, but I don’t even know the words in the right order, it’s so damn confusing that I hear the song word for word but can’t sing it out loud.
1…2… a 1 2 3 4… Gimme a break… Gimme a break…
Break me off a piece of that! That’s right, the commercial that started a well-known sexual innuendo.
My weiner has a first name…
Every hot dog makes me sing it. Every single one.
Appreciation to my father who informed me about this blog, this webpage is truly awesome.