DH and I have been seeing (and chuckling about) this one particular commercial lately…
The one with men holding (and frowning at) various phallic vegetables. (It’s for a website about PD.) Anyway, our question is:
Are you supposed to take the vegetable with you to the doctor? (The guy in the commercial did.)
And something we actually seriously wondered: in order for a doctor to examine a problem with erections, does a man have to have an erection in the doctor’s office? Is that as horribly awkward as it was for my DH when he had to give semen for our fertility attempts?
Yes, it is the one about Peyronie’s disease and we are NOT laughing at the men who suffer from it. We just get tickled at the parade of oddly shaped vegetables and the thought of the gentlemen in the produce aisle at the grocery store, rooting through the various veggies, looking for just the right specimen to use as his visual aid when he goes to the doctor. Going through the checkout with just one veggie and getting the questioning look from the cashier. Sitting in the waiting room with four or five other men, all sitting there with their veggies, trying not to look at each other, or maybe doing a surreptitious comparison–“His carrot looks a heck of a lot twistier than this cucumber I brought. Whew! I might not be in such bad shape after all!”
Often our daughter is in the room, thankfully wearing headphones and playing video games, but the juxtaposition of how we are always encouraging her to eat her veggies and now here’s this commercial showing all these veggies in a context we definitely do NOT want her thinking more about…
The way TV advertisers have to be so careful how they present certain subjects while still getting their point across; we giggle at the Cialis and Viagra commercials, too.
We have nothing but compassion for those that suffer these types of issues, but just have a tendency to laugh easily and often.