Saddest Thing Ever...Or Not...

Thanks to Renée's recent post, I was reminded of this commercial. I can't help but feeling sorry for poor Salty, even though he will certainly raise your blood pressure. 


Comments

Anonymous said…
Omg....I can't believe I'm feeling bad for the little dude. I blame the music choice. lol
February 13, 2010 at 10:56 AM
Sarah said…
That is adorable - hehe! I love cute little things like this. Thanks for making me smile! :)
February 13, 2010 at 11:26 AM
Brian Miller said…
:( i hate it when commercials do that to me...think it is guilt buying...smiles.
February 13, 2010 at 1:32 PM
Bobby Allan said…
Awww, poor Salty. Very clever. Nice to see Michael Bolton getting some airplay again.
February 14, 2010 at 1:19 AM
k said…
Oh i love it - but also feel very sad for poor Salty!! He's so cute!
February 14, 2010 at 9:42 AM
Maude Lynn said…
Well, that's just pitiful!
February 14, 2010 at 1:31 PM
Lorac said…
It amazes me that the ads can make us feel sad for an inanimate object. Do you remember the one about the lamp being put out to garbage?
February 16, 2010 at 2:00 PM
Beatriz said…
That was adorable and sad at the same time :) I love good advertising, don't you?
February 16, 2010 at 9:06 PM
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