During Cavs-Hawks: Part 1 (of 4) lasterday, I noted the Wendy’s commercial where the guy grows up and eats chicken sandwiches for his entire life.
I’ve seen this a bunch of times, but this was the first instance where I really watched it. To be totally honest, it made me do a genuine LOL because it was so depressing.
This is what I said on Twitter:
The Dos Equis guy would steal the Wendy’s dude’s chicken sandwich and then tell his wife he owns a castle.
I want to make an alternate one where like he leaves his wife and has like an awesome life as a fighter pilot or a professional boxer. He can still eat the sandwiches – that thing is ripe for parody.
In other Twitter related news, Bruce’s Yams sent Miss Destructo a 20-lb box of yam product, and she’s talking to the marketing department. She has a seductively yam-like video up of the carton unpacking.
I’ve decided my next agenda item is to find other companies not using social media, and send them my official “Tempest, Sirs” letter.
Let’s start with…Sports Clips. Who wants a job? I’ll fill in your name and contact info.
Speaking of Twitter, the music composer for WSM?, Dan Coe, is on there now – you should follow him. He can tell you about the dead body and the coyote in the basement we encountered during post-production.
Seriously though – how do you feel about that Wendy’s commercial? It makes me want to cry – and not in the good way.
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