DOES THIS COMMERCIAL MAKE YOU WANNA BUY A TV?

We’re not sure exactly WHERE this TV commercial came from, but it doesn’t matter – it’s really funny. Obviously the product being advertised is the most lifelike HDTV imaginable…..

Posted by Janet on September 10, 2013

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  1. By abe
    On September 10, 2013 at

    …………yep.

  2. By Moni
    On September 11, 2013 at

    Maybe it’s from Argentina or Spain.

  3. By georgie
    On September 11, 2013 at

    omg, that was scary! Those poor people probably peed their pants.

  4. By Noblecascade
    On September 11, 2013 at

    Peed? Hell, I would have done more than that!

  5. By princessjohnson
    On September 11, 2013 at

    Princess Johnson: My 9/11 Memories

    I was modeling ski-wear on the rooftop garden of my chicly decorated Tribeca
    penthouse…
    I was chilling with my coolies when “T” Tania came to relay
    that the terror hit the hot town:
    helter-skelter comin down…
    Me and my boys was just tossing back that cognac
    and my girl “T” Tania Tayback was rolling cigars and text-messaging Iman
    when the first plane hit the side of the building.
    …Not our building, thank patti labelle!
    The sky went white –
    whiter than the fragile tips of my brand new platinum highlights –
    - whiter than my celebrated, high-yellow fesses
    before I divorced that shady, stinky guido, white-panty-fetish husband of
    mine,
    and I could finally tan by myself in the nude on my own freakin island!
    OK?
    Then there was a boom boom boom skattack! Boom!
    and then a nasty smell -
    soft plumes of silver smoke, deadly silence
    and then the screaming.
    Was King Kong destroying lower Manhattan?
    Had the Star-Chamber Reptilians ushered in nuclear mayhem at last?
    …I said a silent prayer.
    Maybe it was only that Jennifer Lopez had farted,
    and some people had passed out.
    We didn’t know!
    I mean, the view from my building is stellar, but it’s not that stellar.
    I had been pumping one of my personal favorite jams from my latest
    cd on my fresh Hello Kitty box,
    but my unique vocals were drowned outfor a hot second
    by Miss “T” Tania Tayback, rolling around the floor and screaming bloody murder.
    “Fistina Faucett says they’ve blown up the White House!
    “George Bush is dead! — ”
    I was confused.
    “Fistina Faucett had a bomb?”
    “It’s a terrorist attack!”
    I couldn’t take it all in.
    One minute I was featuring my new Christmas jumpsuits
    and trying on La Perla brassieres
    and the next minute my whole beautiful world was turned upside down.
    I mean – when it rains it really does pour!
    I had finally dieted back down to a freakin size 8
    and I had made plans to leave for Aspen that night.
    Talk about bad timing!
    I mean, we had just ordered cheesecake factory and frankly,
    that afternoon I was feeling sexier than ever before,
    and so confident about my body that, god damn it,
    Miss PeePee really wasn’t featuring another freakin disaster that week…
    I must have blacked out.
    The next thing I knew I was lying nude on an exquisite Hermes divan
    in a plane –
    being flown to Connecticut for psychiatric observation.
    Apparently, after the second building exploded,
    I had underwent a complete mental and physical breakdown, right there on my roof.
    I’m told I ripped out my hair extensions
    and I wrote, “J-Lo sucks” all over my stomach and the back of my thighs
    with self-tanner .
    (I’ll get you, Britney Spears!)
    Oh my god, I smashed Baccarat glasses all over the floor
    downstairs in my country kitchen and – worst of all –
    I destroyed forever my prized collection
    of Princess Diana commemorative plates and tea cups…
    Oh, it was awfuI – I had to throw my pager out the window!
    I woke up nude on Puffy’s jet.
    …Oh, no. Don’t feel sorry for me.
    Girls, I woke up in his arms!
    The last thing I remember, before I blacked out,
    was “T” Tania Tayback, up in my grill and all loud in my ear:
    “Bitch, for the last time — This is not about you!”

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