It’s been a long time, friends. Too long. But after an extended sabbatical, Rare Marketing is here once again to ridicule and praise the most notable feats in advertising. In carrying on with tradition, here are five original takes undercooked…
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I always say the best way to watch a group of grown men kick around a ball is to do it alone with fake beer.
There’s something so unsettling about a piece of pizza wearing an eyepatch. What rotten little olive or anchovy lies beneath?
Why are Fiats so unreliable? Maybe because they’re shoving sexual dysfunction drugs into gas tanks instead of building a decent engine.
I always thought Colonel Sanders was a Southern gentleman, so naturally I was taken aback by the crassness of this recent print ad. Then again, KFC ran out of chicken. If that doesn’t warrant a little bit of implied profanity, I’m not sure what does.
It’s a tutorial targeted at millennials—not about how to use a belt sander or installing a sump pump or something useful—but about how to use a measuring tape. Next up: 7 Tips on Safely Sharpening Your Pencil.
It also seems like an awful lot of trouble to sell me pants—but that’s what happens when your jeans cost the same as a lease payment on a Camry.
If you like seeing washed-up actors peddle e-cigarettes, A-list actors peddle cologne, and listening to the sounds of gently caressed fabric: Welcome. We’ve been expecting you.
This spot involving two rich old white men with great hair racing their toys relates to about six people on earth. On the plus side, it may represent an important breakthrough in emetic medicine.