Saturday, April 14, 2012

Funny Furballs

I don't laugh a lot. I smile. I giggle (not really). I can courtesy laugh when required (ho hum) but most things just don't fill me with joy the way they do other people. The sounds of kids playing. Not so much enjoyable as annoyable. Jokes? Most are cheesy, especially the cutsie ones my mom likes to pass on to me or ones my kids hear at school. If it's not inappropriate or bitingly sarcastic, I'm already yawning and drifting away in my mind to something far more interesting (shoes, Adam Levine, chocolate).

But....I love silly animal things. A commercial with a baby doing anything - dancing, sneaking stuff, eTrading....Just shoot me already. Kids being "cute" by pouring their own milk or juice - that actually pisses me off because I know damn well who has to clean up that stupid sticky mess, and that's just setting a bad example for my OWN kids, who still aren't allowed to pour their own drinks. They can open a juice box, but anything else is just off limits. When they own their own homes and their own juice, then they can pour it all over their house and let loose fire ants if that's what they want.

But you put some cats in a commercial doing ridiculous things like giving a human a backrub or a dog burying the cat and silencing his person with a Doritos bribe - I will be seriously fulfilling every single letter of the acronym ROFLMFAO. My oldest is looking at cars and I keep trying (with no success) to convince him to get a Kia Soul. It's ugly and ridiculous looking and, of course, it's a Kia, but dammit if that commercial doesn't make me crack up every single time. I keep hoping that in their attempts to create a better Kia, they have truly added gangster hamsters who rock out in hoodies (I'm sure in reality it's an upgrade, though). Once that Party Rock Anthem beat starts, I'm transfixed and absolutely incapable of looking away, just as my own kids did as toddlers when Nickelodeon was on. I'm smart enough to know better, but there's that unconvinced idiot inside me who's still thinking a backyard petting zoo can be a possibility someday, and I know having a Kia Soul that comes with dancing hamsters is the first step to creating that animal magic.