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Friday, March 04, 2005 :::

Things that talk that shouldn't.

I don't like things that talk that shouldn't. The talking Arby's Oven Mitt has to be the most hackneyed marketing campaign in the history of fast food. Almost as bad is the new talking baby spots for Quizno's subs (see the image on the left) which not only feature a badly animated talking baby, but also put him in the creepy situation of being hit on by grown-up women. It's totally grody. Follow this link to see how disturbing this can really be, and to send your friends some revolting talking baby email postcards about toasted sandwiches.

What's even more disturbing is that I read this article today about an actual real-life non-animated and non-fast-food-related 2-month-old baby that can say "Ma Ma" and "Milk" instead of crying when it's hungry. He looks like this but I bet he sounds like the approaching apocalypse:



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Freaky... I had a dream while I was pregnant that the baby was 3 days old and singing "John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt". That was by far the most bizarre pregnancy dream I had yet.

By Blogger Monkey, at 7:36 PM  




Creepy-I agree.

So I bet that Baby Geniuses Movie really creeped you out as well.
How does someone pitch ideas like this anyways?

By Blogger lynne, at 12:29 PM  




What's even creepier to me is that baby bob is actually a girl... her name is L'wren. What kind of career does she expect to gain from this? Silly actresses.

By Blogger Kevdogg, at 8:26 AM  




i'm glad someone else shares my view of the rapidly approaching apocalypse disguised as a talking baby.

oh, and ebert's review of and lost in translation.

By Blogger dot.white, at 1:45 AM  




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