Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Heck yes! I would.

Holy crap, do I ever wish I had come up with this.




... and this.





Amazing.


Dear Vern Fonk,

Holy mother of all that is sacred and true, you need to give me a job in your marketing department. It is like I was meant to write your commercials. Need a spec? I'M ON IT LIKE GRAVY ON POUTINE. You won't regret this, Mr. Fonk. You surely won't.

Sincerely,

Sarah
Posted by at 11:23 PM

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Those might have been funny 2 YEARS AGO...now, just dumb.
There's no way I would go to that dude for insurance. A Burrito, yes...but not insurance.

10:46 AM
sarah said...

But that's exactly why it's so funny... because they are so behind the times.

Also because I never really got over the Saturday Night Fever one where they danced and sang "Vern, baby, Vern! Vern Fonk Insurance!" to the tune of Disco Inferno.

11:58 AM
Lydia said...

NO WAY. I was just thinking the other day that I really wanted to see Napoleon Dynamite again. It's classic.

Vern Fonk is no bandwagon jumper. He was just biding his time to make these ads.

5:58 PM

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