Dear God, if I have to see that
Dodge Ram "Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots" commercial again, I think I'm going to stab my eyes out with a pencil. Or a robot, whichever is within reach.
Seriously, Dodge. We get it. Your Ram is tough. Somehow, the participants of a child's game from the late 60's have come to life and, seeing the ultimate futility in their metallic deathmatch, have broken free from their handlers and their ring and chosen to rampage through the streets, rockeming and sockeming anything foolish enough to stand in their way. Of course, they are no match for your over-sized monstrosity of a vehicle. I can't help but read between the lines, though, Dodge. Are things not going well at home? I mean, clearly you are overcompensating. And since the Ram almost certainly represents the male member, I can only speculate on the true meaning behind an equally gigantic robot
pounding on it. Trying new things, are you Dodge? Maybe something you read on the Internet?
Regardless, I'm tired of the commercial. It's like I can't escape it. During the abysmal Ohio State/Florida Tostitos BCS National Championship Salsa Game Chip Bowl Ole (or whatever it's called) I do believe the commercial was shown no less than 2,000 times. At one point in the first half I'm pretty sure Florida even called one of their two Dodge Ram Official Times out (sponsored by Dodge) in order to "Grab Life By The Horns". I'm also pretty sure Ted Ginn Jr.'s injury on the first play of the game was
caused by an over-sized and overenthusiastic Rock'Em Sock'Em robot. But that may have just been my mind's way of dealing with the loss.
So Dodge, please do us a favor, and maybe cut back on the crazy amount of ad time you're purchasing. I'm sure your product is wonderful, and the commercial was amusing the first hundred times or so, but gives us a break. I think you made your point: Ram beats Robot. We get it. When I have saved up the money and find a parking spot large enough, I will purchase your vehicle in anticipation of the innevitable Human/Robot conflict.
Until then, let me watch my football (and everything else) in peace.