Infomercials, Gross

Yeah, it's 3:07am and I can't sleep so I turn on my tv and it's on channel 3 because the last thing I had done was watch the vcr. ANYWAY, before the picture even comes up, I hear, "I tried it and I got bigger" and now I'm sucked in to an infomercial about a "male enhancement pill" And it truly starts as a man-on-the-street interview with the over excited ex-cheerleader type girl with a microphone interviewing men who have "tried" this pill with success. And no matter how they respond she forces each guy to say the phrase, "I got bigger." Some of these guys seemed so uncomfortable answering this question, which is a mystery to me because I know for a fact that before they even bother turning a camera on you you have to be informed of what is being taped and you have to sign a release form. ANYWAY, then they flash this website, ExtenZe.com, a zillion times while they tell you an operator is standing by. Then it changes to this View-type mock talk show with 4 women on a couch who are total size queens with a guy moderator who seems like he is so uncomfortable asking these women these questions and even more uncomfortable that they are answering, And who are these women dating and married to? They are berating these guys they "love" but are just too small. Then back to man on the streets, more flashing website, which the name alone ExtenZe? Really? (Pronounced like extends) Then back to the couch except now it's a Dr. Freud looking doctor saying how he has prescribed, yes prescribed (really where did you get your license?) this pill to many of his patients. Seriously? What? NEVER. GO. TO. THIS. DOCTOR!!! Then back to the man-on-the-streets interview this time they are different, but they all say the same things. "it only took a week or two..." "I got bigger"... "I have more stamina".... blah blah blah... Then the pushy girl with the microphone gets a guy to say he got bigger, then precedes to ask him how much bigger. He said "About an inch" Then he holds up his hand and with his thumb and index finger shows his inch, which is like 3 inches. Jump to a faux commercial within the infomercial of a couple sitting in their kitchen....

woman: What do you have there honey?
man: Oh, I just ordered some male enhancement pills.
woman: Oh do you mean like for your muscles? (she reaches over and touches her husband's arm... at this point I should mention that this guy is a body builder, so if he had ordered so sort of muscle enhancer, he would have turned green and started going by the name, the hulk)
man: No, I mean to make me bigger, down there.
woman: Oh (said with coy turned-on-ness)

It was like watching a train wreck! Which must explain why I watched the whole thing.

I don't know why this commercial disturbed me so much, it just did. I really don't know what's worse, the fact that it exists, or the fact that I watched the whole thing. OR maybe that I watched the whole thing AND took the time to write a frustrated post about it.

Now if I do fall asleep, I will most certainly have nightmares!