So the only thing that mattered in this student election was who had the better (read: more expensive) tech and who was willing to spend the most money on campaign merch. Another reason I'm so very, very glad I was in High School in the 1980s and not today. Back then, to get elected all you needed to do was be the quarterback of the football team, prettiest girl in the class or the principal's pet. Not a perfect system by any means, but still much better than this strategy which basically eliminates any student who doesn't have an unlimited bank account from even competing.*
*Come to think of it, maybe this commercial does teach something about modern elections.
1. Yes, we've all seen Groundhog Day. I mean, it's been thirty years. We've all seen it, and a whole lot of us have seen it more than once. It was just ok.
2. If I found myself in an endless time loop, where nothing I did had any consequences at all and I would just be doing a Reset when the clock struck midnight, I suppose I probably WOULD engage in really dangerous, potentially life-threatening behaviors like riding a dune buggy at high speeds without a helmet. But eating at Taco Bell? Naw, life's STILL too short.
3. What is the utility of the "nacho fries limitation whatever I'm not watching this again" thing? Is it Taco Bell's "clever" way of telling us that it recognizes that if you make Nacho Fries part of your daily diet, you might as well be leaping sand dunes in a buggy without a helmet?
4. Remember when Bill Murray bemoans the fact that Groundhog's Day is the day he keeps repeating, when he's had absolutely amazing days he'd LOVE to repeat? Well, here we've got a woman who can do "anything" and for all the interesting crazy adventures she's shoving into her infinite days, the one common thread seems to be a visit to the Taco Bell drive-thru for hot crunchy grease. She isn't even trying exotic foods, let alone doing any of the really practical things that Murray did with his opportunity (he learned a foreign language and how to ice sculpt, as well as mastering the piano when he wasn't saving people from falling out of trees, fixing flat tires, and feeding a homeless guy.) This woman is being so incredibly shallow and selfish with her infinite time- as well as being completely happy with it until she's confronted with actual danger in the form of WHATEVER I JUST SAID I'M NOT WATCHING THIS AGAIN. There's no Life Lesson she needs to learn to get moving forward with her life again; it doesn't even look like she's interested in moving forward because hey, as long as she's stuck in this loop she can continue to stuff hot salty carbs into her stupid mouth.
I wonder if there was "one shining moment" when these stupid choads imagined something other than being disgusting, obese couch potatoes waxing poetic about nonsense in between waxing poetic about their favorite carbs, fat and sugar delivery system while sitting really, really close together on a couch which looks plenty big enough to allow them to have some wheezing space.
I mean, is Buick just trolling us now? This awfulness starts with Obvious Trophy Wife escorting her kids out of their multimillion-dollar suburban home to the car. After one of the kids is in the car he actually asks "woah mom, is this your new Buick?" What the actual hell? How is Mom supposed to answer this question?
A) "Yes, this is the car you got into, and I'm driving it, so it belongs to me. Your mother did not steal a car."
B) "Yes, I reminded your dad that I'm still hot and I'm sick of showing poorly for the other Trophy Wives on the block." or
C) "Yes, it's my new car. Why did you get into it if you had any doubts? Why did you not notice when I brought it home from the dealership yesterday? Did you get into the paint chips again?"
And then one of her awful little brats is dealing with a cell phone that is almost completely dead. She responds by telling her to put the phone in the Buick's charger (she has to keep saying "Buick," because that's what people do in Buick commercials. They constantly remind everyone what kind of car they are driving, and that car is a Buick. Because Buick isn't exactly the most-sought after car among people with multi-million-dollar suburban mansions, and Buick would like to change that. Buick.
And I guess there's more drama with a lizard one of the kids is bringing to school for Reasons. This becomes a big deal after the LookAtMeMobile pulls up to school and the kids get out and "the crowd starts screaming" for more Reasons.
"How can you remain calm?" a fellow parent asks TrophyWife. Possible answers include
A) "What do you mean? A lizard is loose outside my car. I am about to drive away, leaving you with my kids. Why shouldn't I be calm?"
B) "Why are you talking as if you were along for the ride and you know about the MAYHEM THAT OCCURRED when Thing One mentioned facts about the lizard and Thing Two's phone was almost dead? I mean, you weren't there to see that. So you are asking me 'how can I remain calm' over a lizard being on the sidewalk?"
C) "Look at my life. There is zero reason for me to be upset about anything, ever."
Instead we get "massaging seats," which yeah we didn't hate you enough already, thanks for including that. Now hurry along, you're late for your daily pedicure or whatever else you do to spend your time waiting for Sugar Daddy to come home and display the kind of genius that resulted in your stupid kids. He'll probably ask something like "Hey Honey, is that your new Buick?"
I mean, it's nice to see Jake hanging out with people who aren't multimillionaire sports figures for a change (it would be even nicer if we didn't see him hanging out with anyone at all but instead saw him in the office answering phones- you know, like a State Farm Employee actually does. It would be nicer still to never, ever see him again in any capacity) but I think he should explain exactly why State Farm offers "surprisingly great rates." Turns out that the sun is hot, the Pope is Catholic, and State Farm- while happy to collect those Surprisingly Great Rates, isn't all that interested in paying out those "losses" (which is what they call "Claims." You know, that one and only benefit that comes with buying insurance.*)
*except for car insurance. The other benefit derived from car insurance is that it makes it legal to drive your car. Whether the insurance company pays claims or not.
This woman doesn't need life insurance for her kids. She needs life insurance AGAINST her kids. And I'm sorry, but this is the year 2022- the SuperMom thing is over. There's nothing special about a woman who has kids AND works outside the house. It's the New Normal; hell, it's not even that New. This woman needs to get over herself.
Gotta love the slow-motion sprinkling of spices on to the fish- I guess if that convinces you you are actually cooking something and not just putting a pre-prepared, delivered meal into microwave (oh, excuse me, "Smart Oven,") more power to you, but come on. This is pre-prepared, delivered meals you are just tossing into a heater. You aren't doing ANYTHING.
For some reason, a full Weekly Meal Plan consists of 16 meals. Do people not eat 3 meals a day anymore? Judging from the size of the waistbands I've seen lately, we haven't been eliminating meals. Anyway, 16 meals a week will run you $191. Plus $299 for the "Smart Oven," which reads the QR code of your "menu card" so it knows what you want it to do. At these prices, you'd think it could sprinkle spices on fish. I mean, I'm busy and I paid good money for this.
Anyway, what we have here is just more Privilege, delivered to the doorsteps of people who have money to burn. But check out the comment posted under this ad which suggests that this is a great idea for people who are "stressed." Oh please. If you can afford this nonsense, you're "stressed" because you make plenty of money but have no idea how to budget. Or, you're "stressed" because you're constantly looking for ways to one-up the neighbors and you already own a 2022 Audi.
