In Praise of Little Debbie
She doesn't get out much. Not a lot of TV spots for the Snack Girl out there, though I did find this one that ties Little Debbie to NASCAR. (The actor studied at the Crispin Glover School just prior to the shoot.) Who knew Little Debbie was into NASCAR?
The reason I like Little Debbie is that she hasn't changed. You'll never see her breakdancing in the streets like the Cheetos Cheetah, or trying to rap, skateboard, surf or any of the other stunts Ronald McDonald pulls off in an advertising year. I even saw Cap'n Crunch with a guitar once. Blasphemy.
Little Debbie just sits there and smiles, virtually unchanged since 1960. OK, once in while she has a smoke. But only when she's drinking.
The reason I like Little Debbie is that she hasn't changed. You'll never see her breakdancing in the streets like the Cheetos Cheetah, or trying to rap, skateboard, surf or any of the other stunts Ronald McDonald pulls off in an advertising year. I even saw Cap'n Crunch with a guitar once. Blasphemy.
Little Debbie just sits there and smiles, virtually unchanged since 1960. OK, once in while she has a smoke. But only when she's drinking.
Labels: Cap'n Crunch, Cheetos, Little Debbie, McDonald's, NASCAR
7 Comments:
I bet she grew up big and fat...eating all that crap.
goes by BIG DEB now.
By Anonymous, at February 22, 2007 at 11:41 AM
Wonder if they have Little Debbie guidelines for their agencies, oh you know they do:
1) Litte Debbie is never pretentious. While Trump's 20 year-old Miss America whores are out giving lap dances to NBA ballers, Little Debbie is home, helping mom bake cookies.
2) Little Debbie is always Mary Ann, never Ginger.
3) Little Debbie can never be seen consuming alcohol. Ever. If she is to be in print, there must be one General Mills product ad between here and anything 12% by volume.
4) Little Debbie will never grow up. Never have an older sister in rehab. Never ‘move in’ with her lesbian friend or share an apartment like Jack Tripper. Ever. Litte Debbie is about our youth. No, not the youth of acid trips and Grateful Dead songs, I'm talking 1940, 1950 even. Before the evil Godless Ruskie winds blew our way, mister. When you could walk down the street with your best gal in your arm and just smell America.
That's where Little Debbie was born, and that's where she’ll die.
Is this a lot for a standards manual? Maybe. But Little Debbie needs extra protection in today’s world.
By Anonymous, at February 22, 2007 at 2:49 PM
Well said, MTLB.
I found out through Wikipedia that McKee foods, which owns Little Debbie, is run by Seventh Day Adventists, so I'll bet your assessment is not far off the mark.
Also this: "the NASCAR team it sponsors covers up all logos from sundown Friday to sundown Saturday."
By RFB, at February 22, 2007 at 3:22 PM
Ken Schrader is one of the TEXTBOOK 'good ole boys' in NASCAR. EVERYBODY likes Ken. How about a blog bashing the entertainment/hollywood industry. I only puked three times during the last hour of 'the oscars'
Warbird
By warbird2010, at February 26, 2007 at 8:47 AM
Hey, Jim. You should know better than to watch that drivel.
By RFB, at February 26, 2007 at 11:14 AM
Is this real??
By Matt Brand, at February 28, 2007 at 11:56 PM
Real? Which part, Slinky?
By RFB, at March 1, 2007 at 9:27 AM
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