Truth in Advertising 3: Dick in what now?!

I came across this commercial a couple years back, initially.  In my never-ending, bloodshot-eyed quest to bring you the funny, the stupid and ridiculous -- I stumbled upon it again shortly after I'd lost all hope in humanity.

Seriously.  Have you been on YouTube lately?  The things people will do to be Internet-famous.

So here's the ad.  The product is called Dicken's Cider.  I'll let the commercial do the talking.




I haven't found a specific Web site for Dicken's Cider, but there is a Facebook page for it, and that's the extent of research I'm willing to do for you.

I'm not entirely sure if the page was created for the love of the YouTube video, or if it's an actual fan page for an actual drink.  After all, people make fan pages for really stupid things.

See?

The look on the kid's face at 0:35 is priceless.  I'm pretty sure I would've shit bricks if, on the first meeting of my girlfriend's father, he would've asked me if I wanted a Dicken's Cider, because I didn't even know such a drink existed, so my mind would've immediately crashed and burned in the gutter.

Aaand boom goes the dynamite.

Thing is, our boy Jack here doesn't have a fucking clue.  Poor, poor bastard.  Guy thinks he's been given permission to do the deed on the first date, all because he isn't up to date on the hip new energy drinks.

Jack here is going to need a little more than a Dicken's Cider to cure the devastating blue balls he's going to have once he figures out the only laying he's going to be doing that night is in his bed.  Alone.  Crying himself to sleep.

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