Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Every time someone makes a bad pun, an angel's wings burst into flames.


(spotted on W. 3rd St.)
The Pun. The booby trap of advertising copywriting. When it works, it makes you feel warm and tingly all over. When it doesn't—which it doesn't 99% of the time—you get this. And this.
Now to today's local example. Aww. Cute! Conjures up the surreal image of guys using dead stuffed Mallards on the ends of long sticks to clean out the city's millions of filthy air shafts. Dust Duckies!
previously in bad puns:
1. Head. Exploding. Pun. Overdose.
2. Live by the Pun. Die by the Pun.
3. Chuck brings the Suck.
related on Gawker: PunMaster Kenneth Cole: worst copywriter in history.

5 Comments:

Blogger Jetpacks said...

T.A.C.K.Y.


Ah - hahahahaha

12:36 PM  
Blogger dancing at gunpoint said...

It's kind of cute!

1:01 PM  
Blogger New York Punk said...

"Have you cleaned your ducts lately?"

Thats what I said to my date last week...there was no second date.

1:43 PM  
Blogger ricpic said...

Duck! A dirty airshaft came waddling down the street,
Spraying filthy Mallards all around my feet.
Is it much too much to ask
To use a lark or geese?
To tell the truth a toss up 'tis
Between duck and geese grease.
So I wend my weary way, ken that it is thus:
All our dreams of cleaner air depend on ducky fuzz.*





*Sense? Where does it say I have to make sense!

4:08 PM  
Blogger Dad said...

I spotted a bad one on a tow truck yesterday. "we don't want an arm and a leg just your tows." in very similar scriot too... maybe there is a service truck pun painting specialist out there...

11:40 PM  

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