That Greensleeves commercial cracks me up, especially since the one to begin singing it is the Maori/Pacific warrior dude, who has a gorgeous tenor voice that doesn't fit with his fierce demeanor.

Speaking of amusing commercials, and considering the thread I'm in, I have to mention the late-night ad I saw while watching my recording of "What's My Line" reruns on GSN earlier this week. It was the first time I've seen an ad for a "personal massager"! It's from Trojan, and the ad is pretty funny--two younger women are giggling over the product's ad in a magazine while sitting in some public location, and this older woman (in her 60s, I'd say) is obviously overhearing them. Finally, when one of the younger women asks the other where she could get one of those things, the older woman chirps in with "Online, of course! That's where I got mine!" and then they all bust out laughing.

All I can think of is the elderly man who's up late watching some B&W show he used to like back in the day, and he's confronted with this ad.

I'm feeling sad, because what with Tivo and almost never watching TV anyway, I haven't seen this Greensleeves commercial! And I somehow doubt it'll air on Fox Sports Northwest for M's baseball, which is pretty much the only TV I watch live anymore.

Susan, I think this is the one (although I hadn't seen it before either): [link]

I love YouTube for letting me see the tiny number of commercials I actually don't want to skip.

Gronkies! The 18 year old got me good this morning. For years and years I have been saying that "adults get to choose what words they use but kids don't" when it comes to using cuss words.

After breakfast she drove me to work this morning and another car cut her off. K-Bug popped off with "B*TCH" and before I could say something about language she stopped me with "I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

I have created a monster (which I first typed as monstar).

"I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

Heh.

eta: I don't think I've ever cussed in front of my parents....

Suzi, now you have to pull out the standard "Yes, you can say what you'd like, but I can ask you not to say certain words around me." That should take care of any f-bombs being dropped when you're around to hear.

(One of my favorite memories of watching my sister and mom butt heads throughout her adolescence was the time the two of them were face-to-face, screaming at each other. My sister started sputtering something, and then blurted, "I'll tell Dad!" [The 'rents had divorced several years earlier.] Mom replied with "Go ahead!" and then the argument eventually petered out. I asked Sis afterwards what was up with that Dad comment, because we never dragged him into Mom issues, and she said, "It was either that, or 'Fuck you!', so I went with the one that wouldn't get my face slapped." Recently, I mentioned that argument to both of them, and neither of them remembered it amongst all the other arguments they had at that time, but Mom agreed that that phrase would definitely have resulted in a slap, something she never did.)

I don't think I've ever cussed in front of my parents....

My older brother scolded me once for yelling "FUCK" in front of my parents. Like a few months ago. I try not to curse too much in the family or at work but their stereo was being really fucking irritating!

"I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

This made me laugh. And I thought, "My mother would then have told me 'adults pay for gas, too'" and handed me a bill. (Yes, she is the kind of person who would have prepared a bill for the occasion for the "gotcha!" moment. I get my mad planning skillz from her. And my evil.)

"I'm an adult now, I can choose my own words, thank you very much."

Hah! She must have been waiting to do that for years.

I've only stopped swearing in front of my parents since D's been born, since I'm trying to get out of the habit of swearing in front of the baby. Ironic, eh?