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Speculative ads are commercials which, like mogwai, are momentarily delightful but never intended for general release. Some specs are prepared by ad firms to convince clients their new life insurance mascot should be a woman slathering peanut butter on her knees. Others were forged by the gods to punish humanity for discovering fire. Most, however, are attempts by directors to showcase their talent. All of them are wildly unsafe for most workplaces, because they don't have to please the eleven people at the Parents Television Council bravely taking offense for the rest of us. __new_line____new_line__Put on your waders and lock down your psychosexual neuroses -- we're about to get weird with seven such sexy specs. I'll be reviewing each ad's quality, effectiveness, and eroticism, and in this court only the last one counts for anything. The name's Sex. JUDGE Sex. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

Brian Bolland / Rebellion
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#7) Skittles -- "Newlyweds"
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Since your office probably frowns on both sex and laughter, I'll walk you through it. A bride and groom consummate their marriage in a chintzy hotel. Their nasty sex might be legal in God's eyes, but that doesn't make it right. They break the marital barrier on fornication. The world hasn't seen a bride this dirty since the cops unearthed that pit behind Skunky Joe's cabin.__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Now, I'm not the kind of man to tell people how they should spend their wedding night, but that's because they're usually too startled when I step out of the bathroom. I will say this, though--it's your wedding night; look her in the eye while you use her like a dirty slut. __new_line____new_line__And then things get weird:__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__He ejaculates Skittles--by my count, five bags of them, and she takes them like a champ. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__That's true love, is what that is. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__It's the perfect commercial; it has absolutely nothing to do with the product. Every element is in place, from the groom's wobble-lipped stud talk to the spurts of Skittles cascading over that wonderfully filthy woman. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Surprisingly low. Laughing at the dweeb and the bride who doesn't realize she married one, we're too removed from our fellow human beings to fantasize about sex with a beautiful woman. Is this--is this what it feels like to be a Republican senator, Lord? Because I would have thought the laughter more maniacal.__new_line____new_line__If you think about it, the Skittles are too reminiscent of kidney stones for eroticism unless you're one of the freakier Roman emperors, which is to say: not weird enough to arouse the average Cracked reader. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Absolutely, and that's why you'll never see it on TV. Not even condom ads show people in the act of sexery, and they're trying to keep you from getting HIV, or worse, pregnant. Sex is to commercials what a nuclear bomb is to warfare: You're allowed to wave it around, but try using it to get your way and suddenly everyone gets all think of the children. Ha! We're living in the end times. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

Sony/Tri-Star
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#6) SPRITE -- "GERMAN BLOWJOB"
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__A couple enjoys a sprightly bit of kitchen sex--or, if you will, a kitschy bit of Sprite sex. For you see, that's no ordinary soda-bottle-sized phallus in her mouth. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Her lust transforms him into the avatar of refreshment. He has become Sprite, the conqueror of thirst. This ad radically redefines the slogan, "I like the Sprite in you." __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__At the moment of climax the bottle spews with the potency of a large horse or an exhausted Kevin Federline. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__But oh, what a reception it gets! I haven't seen so freshly sexed an expression since Alison Brie in the Community season finale. Or Alison Brie in every photoshoot she's ever done. Or Alison Brie in this erotic thriller I wrote for her, Dangerous Heat 3: Boiling Point.__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

NBC loves you
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Man, the first third of this article is devoted entirely to women catching a load. Directors have gotten lazy. That said, this happens a lot to men with Lemon-Lime Syndrome, so four stars or oral sex of comparable value. I'm offering you the option since assigning stars to people in Germany is apt to end badly. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Pretty high. You might not like Sprite because it tastes like Sprite, nor blowjobs because that's how the Devil gets into your urethra, but who doesn't love kitchen sex? Besides all those men attacked by the Kitchen Rapist, I mean. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

Vera Kratochvil
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Absolutely not. Sprite doesn't want you to associate ejaculate with its toilet foam taste. Semen is only used as flavoring in the foreign cultures it's okay to bomb, unless you're in dire circumstances like starvation or not wanting to drive to the store. __new_line____new_line__It sold the sex so hard there was no room left for the product. In the previous ad, candy was treated like seed, but in this one waves of ejaculate are converted into soda. You can't drive backwards on the highway to Sexytown, folks. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

Max Isaacson
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#5) Zune -- "Paint"
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__It's a little bit TubGirl, a little bit Goatse, and if you don't know what those are, you're either too young to remember dial-up or too Third World to have had internet access longer than six months. Either way, treasure your innocence, sweet, angel-eyed dove! You're about to experience both scoops in a crass commercialism sundae -- and for a Zune, no less. That's the MP3 player psychiatrists buy when they want to teach autistic kids how to laugh.__new_line____new_line____new_line__So nothing too weird. Some metallic-tinted paint splashing on canvas, uh huh...__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Cut to: Franklin Pollock, Jackson's lesser-known brother. Horror is his medium, and the human soul his canvas. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Are you ready to scroll down? Are you sure? Because there are no backsies on scar tissue. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__If your eyes haven't blinded themselves, an extended montage follows of this bear's process for ruining the human heart. If I had to choose between watching this ad and licking a burn victim, I'd pick listening to a cat sing "Lady in Red" backwards.__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__That face you're making, guy? That's how you make us all feel.__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Hold up. We just found the Anti-Life Equation. Who hates mankind enough to put this much work and talent into ruining our sex lives? Naturally I would assume Hitler, but Hitler didn't waste anyone's time attending art school. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__


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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__If I wanted to see a mash of garish colors and off-putting nudity, I'd have sex with Lady Gaga. This ad shatters Rule 34. I can feel the blind spider eggs it laid in my mind hatching. No one who gazes upon its darkness can ever experience arousal again, except for those women who find themselves sprouting thorny erections while their feet turn into crow's talons and their belly buttons recite The Book of Restless Dead backwards. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Your question is meaningless. The Horror With a Thousand Heads passes through this world, devouring children's hearts to spare them the horrors yet to come. You will be ground to meat-pulp, and your lucre shall rot for a thousand times a thousand eons, its meaning lost upon the scurrying, mad cockroaches as they whisper chirring songs to Azathoth. All existence is ashes, and the Bloated One its High Priest. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

Dominique Signoret
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#4) CADBURY EGGS -- "RELEASE THE GOO"
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Cadbury invited this upon themselves when they sloganized their creme eggs: "Release the goo." The internet saw their skeet joke and raised them one orgy, which, considering these are milk chocolate chicken fetuses, is nine kinds of illegal. But four of those kinds make it even more thrilling. __new_line____new_line__No surprises here. The eggs dryhump one another for a few minutes, and then... __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Because why should any less than half this list be a bukkake party?__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__This is easily the most realistic recreation of the egg sex parties I've attended, but where are the tears afterward? The jealous fights about paying too much attention to that jumbo brown egg? Once again, Hollywood glamorizes polyamorous sucro-ovocopulation without thinking of the impressionable goddamn children. If I wanted my kids to see this kind of filth, I'd show them Veggie Tales. Haw! A zucchini lying down with a tomato in defiance of the Bible. Dat's rich. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__I was gingerly picking bits of shattered monitor out of my lap after trying to jump in on this sweet action, but the audio kept playing, so now I'm grinding them in deeper. It hurts, but anything to get closer to that hot little number entering at 0:14, ready to go and begging for deep--Woah! Oh God. That egg is a dude. Now it's not erotic at all.__new_line____new_line__But it is still cute and funny, and the least disturbing of the ads we're going to see here today. Use this time to recover, relax, and escape to Brockway's column while you still can. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Like penicillin on Sunday morning. This is exactly the sexification that a fertility rite like Easter needs. Do you have any idea how hard it is to penetrate an egg? Almost as hard as explaining to your doctor why your manhood has salmonellosis. Yeah, it would sell, because the more unattainable a thing is the more mankind desires it, which is why I shall one day seduce you, The Moon!__new_line____new_line__Plus chocolate is almost as easy a sale as booze -- *gasp!* There's some now!__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__
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#3) GUINNESS - "SHARE ONE WITH A FRIEND"
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Whuh?! You can have more than two people in a sex? __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__This bacchanalian frenzy contains not just one, but three men using a woman as a coaster. Also: using a woman. __new_line____new_line__The director filmed this ad for $320, $300 of which went to the model, and $20 of which went to...where'd it go? Ah, look behind your ear! Neat trick, right? __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__If you're anything like me, you wonder how many takes they did before they got one without the bottle tipping. Of course, if you're anything like me, you fall asleep crying to videos of your ex-girlfriend. How did I get videos of your ex-girlfriend? That's not important right now. What is important is whether you're willing to join my Guinness orgy to get them back. So assuming that at least two of those hands are participating under extortion, this is an exact precreation of something that won't happen 'till tomorrow. Woooo, time travel! Spooky. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Guinness is the flagship beverage for the world's proudest drunks: American tourists in Dublin. But sex was outlawed in Ireland after it started to undermine traditional Irish misery. It's unlikely anyone is having sex there, let alone pulling off a triple play. Additionally, that woman has a skin tone darker than "reflective" and it's not raining, so this ad is very likely set in one of the other two countries in Europe. Text your vote for which one to EURO-PORN now! __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__
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#2) MasterCard -- Indecent Proposal
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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__The short film "Indecent Proposal" is more parody than spec, but we'll allow it since it brought two girls to the party. Here's how police reconstruct the events: __new_line____new_line__First things first, squire, it seems this chap desires his bird play a dab game of Grease-the-Maypole, 'ere wot? __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Then her sister shows up. Man, it's exactly like my first communion, except no one's laughing during sex. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Zoiks! With his arm on the intercom, Potsie let the whole house know he finds their daughter attractive. No wonder dad's furious! This young man should have followed the narrator's example by becoming a discorporate ghost floating in the ether. Unable to press intercom buttons or savor a woman's touch, he avoids embarrassment in the horrifying solitude of eternity. But there is free ICE CREAM!*__new_line____new_line__*We have just been told that eternity has run out of ice cream. __new_line__ __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Instructive. The gentleman bastard has coaxed forth the nascent bloom of sexuality from many a sylph. It must be done with the purest silver of tongues or by simply attending a UCLA mixer. However, spending money helps. I'm glad this ad acknowledges that pouring a bottle of wine into a woman obliges her to go down on you, because I feel some bros were afraid that was sleazy, which of course it isn't. I'm kidding! Bros don't worry about that at all. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Despite what's on the table (or woman, if you prefer), this intense negotiation has the erotic power of soy bean futures. If you have to beg this much for it, you're not going to enjoy what you get. [Note to whichever O'Brien is editing this: Please do not link to Cracked list of psychological studies that show begging increases perceived value. Thanks! --Your besterest pal, Brendan (but you can call me B-Dazzle!)]__new_line____new_line__These kids are college-age. It's a time for experimentation. I say they all stop pretending to laugh and put on some wokka-chuh-wokka music. If Dad has a moustache, this could be a good time for all. At least until nine months later, when a fish-child flops its way out of his daughter's womb, and we will all ask what terrible mistakes we've made. Survey says "incest", but the judges overruled it with a controversial pick: Fetal alcoholism! You know, it's surprises like this that make Euro-Porn Idol the most exciting show on TV. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Oh, you bet it sells. This commercial preys on its audience's fears like a veteran ad man. What if my parents catch me? Will he still love me afterward? If so, how do effectively I break his heart? and of course on his side, Why did I eat that bushel of asparagus? __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__That's how advertising works: you're not selling the audience the product; you sell them the discontent that the product resolves. You sell fear. You sell need. Your teeth aren't white enough. Your counters harbor face-melting germs. You'll never get laid with that beer. You'll die with nuts un-slapped and un-chopped. On that front, this is an ace effort. Everyone goes home frustrated and angry. But at least they have MasterCard!__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__


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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Here's a bonus one for you, even though it's no spec ad. This commercial really ran in fair Verona, where we lay our scene, and also in the rest of Italy, where we lay Italian girls, one of which has a gentle touch. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Mere caresses and a whisper about underwear are all it takes to make this passionate bottle blow its cap.__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__Speaking of my premature ejaculation, nothing says eroticism like an explosion thirty seconds into some light petting. Think about it - if it weren't erotic, you'd be able to last longer. So really, it's a compliment, sweetheart. So what if root beer can go all night? Laughter is so much better than sexual satisfaction, and root beer can't make you laugh, unless you find lengthy belches hilarious. Oh...hell. __new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__

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__new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line____new_line__What was my point? Oh yes, when it comes to advertising, we are all Perrier. __new_line____new_line__Brendan McGinley is NSFW.__new_line____new_line____new_line__
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