Flexing my copywriting muscles
So I'll probably never be a copywriter, but when my fellow advertising obsessed friend Heather told me of a just-plain-bad birthday gift she recently received, it reminded me of those wonderful Budweiser radio spots and I had to write one for her. So here ya go Heather:
Bud Light Presents: Real American Heroes
(Real American Heroes)
Today we salute you, Mr. Crappy Birthday Gift Giver.
(Mr. Crappy Birthday Gift Giver)
Every year, you're gift is the one we dread: inspirational message pillows, self-help books and that singing fish wall plaque.
(that fish never shuts up)
Leaving aside all common courtesy and taste, your reckless purchases embarrass and force us to lie to your face.
(“Thank you – I love it!”)
No amount of fancy wrapping can hide that re-gift, used gift card or homemade ash tray.
(Put down that glue gun!)
So crack open an ice-cold Bud Light, O King of the $5 DVD bin. Cause when the giving gets tough, you give up.
(Mr. Crappy Birthday Gift Giver...)
Bud Light Presents: Real American Heroes
(Real American Heroes)
Today we salute you, Mr. Crappy Birthday Gift Giver.
(Mr. Crappy Birthday Gift Giver)
Every year, you're gift is the one we dread: inspirational message pillows, self-help books and that singing fish wall plaque.
(that fish never shuts up)
Leaving aside all common courtesy and taste, your reckless purchases embarrass and force us to lie to your face.
(“Thank you – I love it!”)
No amount of fancy wrapping can hide that re-gift, used gift card or homemade ash tray.
(Put down that glue gun!)
So crack open an ice-cold Bud Light, O King of the $5 DVD bin. Cause when the giving gets tough, you give up.
(Mr. Crappy Birthday Gift Giver...)