There’s no doubt that if your name was Kent in the 60s, you were getting laid significantly more than other guys once this commercial aired. This beyond catchy little jingle will keep the three words, “Kent satisfies best!” stuck in your head for days. So, if you’re a Kent, allow me to extend you this…
“Can you feel your taste buds tingle?  Taco Bell, Taco Bell.”  Catchy and a precursor to the side effects, all-in-one! Everyone looks so jubilant in this commercial; smiling and laughing the entire time.  Then again, flatulence is pretty funny, so I’m not necessarily surprised by it.  Regardless the reason for all the giddiness, nothing tops the creepy, sinister…
“Now it’s time for the Pizza Head show!” This commercial required the following production tools: a delivery guy’s bedroom, an ounce of weed, a wardrobe of pizza clothes, and an endless supply of pizza. What comes out the other end? Why, I’m so glad you asked, because it was this 30 second Halloween-flavored masterpiece of…
Why eat half a grapefruit when you can fill up on a lively, crisp tasting Coke! For that matter, why eat or drink anything else? Coke, like cigarettes in the 1950’s and 60’s, was practically nutrition in a bottle. This waist trimming, natural beverage even comes in a bottle with a svelte, feminine figure that…
Holding up a, what at first glance looks to be his sperm sample, Pee-Wee quickly stops the viewers’ dirty, perverse minds by sharing it’s… wait for it.. Crack Cocaine. Yeah, that wasn’t incredibly awkward.. Thank you for that, Mr. Rubenfield. Anyway, one immediately begs to question how these two first met. Pee-Wee and Crack Cocaine….
First off, you heard that too.. right? Batteries included? Why did that ever stop being a thing? Batteries included, and snap bracelets, were some of the best innovations from this decade! Oh, and fanny packs too, of course. Anyway, since this commercial is so.. In yo’ face 90’s, and materialistic as.. well…. a fucking 80’s…
“Ahhh, the 1960’s.. The Golden Age. JFK, the President that could bang you with a swift wink of his eye. Drugs, laced with rock n’ roll, and the public finally getting their hands on some birth control.. How could things get any better? Then, came Cracker Jacks. The box of sweet caramel popcorn and the lure…
