TV Commercial HOOTIE of the Week
Hottie? Hootie? Who? Whaaa? Before you work yourself up into an adorable Hugh Grant mumblig fit of confusion, let me explain.
No, I'm not Akshay Buddiga, runner up in the 2004 Scripps National Spelling Bee. Hootie, in it's caps-locked splendor, is indeed the correct spelling. Language of origin: bitchin'. If you want to hear it used in a sentence, sit tight.
Now some of you might argue about the relative hotness of one Darius Rucker. I don't blame you. But someone, somewhere out in this topsy-turvey world we live in, must think the man is at least a solid 7. You don't sell 89 billion copies of an album on pure musicianship alone.
Regardless, the profits from the aforementioned 89 billion albums apparently have been squandered in high stakes golf outings against Huey Lewis and Chevy Chase. Otherwise, Hootie* just really, really likes being in stupid (read: awesome) commercials.
It all starts out innocently enough. Innocent here being Hootie in a purple sequin cowboy suit. Then, to the tune of some song that was probably in O Brother Where Art Thou, he delivers a soulful cowboy ballad about chicken sandwiches. I haven't tasted one yet, but based on the ad alone, it is 600% more delicious than Wendy's Wild Mountain Chicken.
Anyhow I don't want to spoil the whole thing for you. Here it is, the most absurd tv commercial ever created. Enjoy! (Enjoy only if you are using Internet Explorer and Media Player 10. Bill Gates hates us.)
* I know that the guy isn't actually called Hootie, and doesn't like being called Hootie. This is me not caring.
No, I'm not Akshay Buddiga, runner up in the 2004 Scripps National Spelling Bee. Hootie, in it's caps-locked splendor, is indeed the correct spelling. Language of origin: bitchin'. If you want to hear it used in a sentence, sit tight.
Now some of you might argue about the relative hotness of one Darius Rucker. I don't blame you. But someone, somewhere out in this topsy-turvey world we live in, must think the man is at least a solid 7. You don't sell 89 billion copies of an album on pure musicianship alone.
Regardless, the profits from the aforementioned 89 billion albums apparently have been squandered in high stakes golf outings against Huey Lewis and Chevy Chase. Otherwise, Hootie* just really, really likes being in stupid (read: awesome) commercials.
It all starts out innocently enough. Innocent here being Hootie in a purple sequin cowboy suit. Then, to the tune of some song that was probably in O Brother Where Art Thou, he delivers a soulful cowboy ballad about chicken sandwiches. I haven't tasted one yet, but based on the ad alone, it is 600% more delicious than Wendy's Wild Mountain Chicken.
Anyhow I don't want to spoil the whole thing for you. Here it is, the most absurd tv commercial ever created. Enjoy! (Enjoy only if you are using Internet Explorer and Media Player 10. Bill Gates hates us.)
* I know that the guy isn't actually called Hootie, and doesn't like being called Hootie. This is me not caring.
posted by endless mike @ 2/28/2005 06:13:00 PM
1 Comments:
At 3/01/2005 3:57 PM,
endless mike said…
It is absoludicrous, as Mr. T would say.
Aqua Teens, Hootie, and chicken sammiches go hand in hand in hand.
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