Viva…what?
So here is the deal, this is probably the creepiest commercial I have seen in awhile. Here is the background: 5 or 6 40-year old men, sitting in a old, broken down, dusty house in the middle of no where. Where did they get their instruments? We don't know. Where are their wives? We don't know. Why are they so happy about Viagra? We....well I guess we know that answer.
What shocks me is that how any red blooded man can look at this Ad and say to himself, "Wow, I really want to be like one of those groovy men."
Lastly, and probably least important, is this suppose to be a spin off of a "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" Ad? Because if it is, it's true. What happened in that old, dusty house, should stay there.
Viagra should just stick to the mass-email method of sending 20-year old chicks coupons for the wonder drug. If I ever have an erectile dysfunction, all I will have to do is go to my junk mail folder.