Cavemen don't have souls.
Cavemen don't have souls. Cavemen are the explanation for the Chinese, the Native Americans, and everyone else who got here via evolution. They are also the explanation for Adam's and Eve's daughters-in-law. But, they have no souls.
They played this damn thing non-stop every December when I was a kid, along with the one where the Honey Nut Cheerios bee meets Ebeneezer Scrooge. I still want to punch whoever wrote "Yabba-dabba-fruity-licous-doo."
I've seen this commercial so many times it's worn a path in my brain.
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This godddamn commercial has inhabited the memories of more people than it could ever hope to deserve.
Fuck you, the Flintstones!
110 years from now (give or take) the last person who grew up with this commercial will finally die, and its memory will have been eradicated from the human mind forever.
Only then can we start to rebuild civilization.
I will recite this commercial for no reason at last once a month. Damn marketing.
Yes, I think this commercial is deeply embedded in the memories of every person who watched any given amount of cartoons in the 90s. I can recall the entire damn thing and I didn't even watch the video clip. Post must've had some insane advertising dollars.
I also think this is a dupe, but Christmas is the season to be sharing, so sharing it again is okay!
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I remember for later airings they redubbed santa's voice to be more grizzled for some reason.
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