Great American Soup
This comes to us compliments of our devastatingly handsome correspondent; Ken Michael in Cleveland. So, Kenneth, I ask you, fine sir, why can't they make commercials like this anymore? Why do we have to be subjected to watching some disgusting animated fungus crawl under an imaginary toe nail and wreak havoc??? Why, I ask you, WHY???
Give me Ann Miller any day. GIVE ME ANN MILLER OR GIVE ME DEATH!!! GIVE ME ANN MILLER OR GIVE ME DEATH!!! Okay... "DEATH" might be pushing it a little...How about...GIVE ME ANN MILLER OR GIVE ME...A BEER!!! OR A FEW BEERS!!! And maybe some weed.
Stumble It!
posted by Kevin Charnas | 4:58 PM
6 Comments:
Heeeeyyyyy, That's just like our house...
Ann Miller and me, making soup... you should see our video... MAAAAN its to die do but we did ours with a full marching band... and a full aquatics number afterwards!!!
My poor daughter, my poor husband, my poooooooor dawg...
Poor you as now you have to envision it aaaallll...
Good god, the sequins used to blind me in that dance number! And Ann is not a size 0. Chicks back then had style, class and some weight on them unlike the Nicoles and Kates of today. Ok, not even in the same zip code, but you get my drift.
Where is Gene and Fred? I love me some top hats.
Kev, because nobody who's not gay wants to watch that, lol.
I felt gay just watching it, hehe.
I really believe that if we all spontaneously broke into song and synchronized dance numbers, life would be SO MUCH BETTER.
Oh! show tunes. We would all be better off singing them once in a while...I happen to love to singing..."Meet me in St. Louis"...Wanna join me?
If you liked that you'll love this.
Put the word commercial in the search engine.
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