Synopsis: In what just might be the most overtly horrific television commercial ever produced, Just For Men treats unsuspecting viewers to the psychologically damaging sight of a freakish, goatee-faced baby with fully-developed motor skills enjoying a free-wheeling, booty-chasing night on the town.
Wait for it …
Wait for it …
Finally – irrefutable proof that the world is coming to an end
If it were up to Ron Paul, this would be completely legal
Only non-gay club in America where hot chicks have to wait outside
Roadster screeches to stop in front of red carpet, squashing GEICO Gecko
Anonymous commercial extras who once dreamed of stardom hide crippling sense of failure behind fungible smiles
Bouncer is amused by apparently serious genetic defects of arriving guest
Bearded Baby pauses momentarily to defecate in his tuxedo
Kelly hopes that no one notices regurgitation stains on her dress
Oh, no … it’s coming closer …
Keep it away from me!
Quick spray of bleach into eyes brings temporary relief
A surprisingly high number of trendy L.A. nightclubs serve Just For Men hair coloring products.
Bartender remembered that Baby likes to wash his formula down with a couple of vodka tonics
This seems perfectly normal and not disturbing at all …
“Looks like it’s almost time for my next feeding … heh-heh …”
Now we know what women want: a demonic post-natal playboy with well-groomed facial hair
“Seriously – someone needs to change me.”
Baby’s skull is still fragile and bright lights permanently damage his eyes, but, you’ve gotta admit, he’s one hell of a dancer
Just For Men totally respects the female sex.
Producers emphasized the importance of safety by making sure that car-driving infant wore his seat belt
Oh, yeah – it also talks in a funky deep baritone. Enjoy!
“See you in your nightmares.”
In the State of Mustache & Beard, “Just For Men” is one of the most sought-after vanity license plates
Dream ends when somebody calls Child Protective Services