― Tom, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Alan Trewartha, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― RickyT, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Emma, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I like that advert actually - because I like to imagine it if he was doing different subjects: "What class are you here for?" "Spanish" "Spanish omlette, spanish wine or Spanish Fleas!!!!"
― Pete, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ronan, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Her name is Claire, she's an office executive, She wears white linen dresses with flair, She lives with a policeman, Plays squash on Thursday evenings, She's in love with Billy Joel, That's enough to kick her head in The low-fat, high-fibre girl, Suns herself by the lake, She'll be late back to work, But her boss says it's OK, You know he really loves her The diet-cola girl, the sugar-free boy, The diet-cola girl, the sugar-free boy, The diet-cola girl, We all want to destroy It's really hot, there's a breeze from America, But she's so cool driving around, Got the stereo up loud, Loves her Michael Bolton, You can spot her in a crowd, She's the one to hang your coat on The low-fat, high-fibre girl, Suns herself by the lake, She'll be late back to work, But her boss says it's OK, You know he really loves her The diet-cola girl, the sugar-free boy, The diet-cola girl, the sugar-free boy, The diet-cola girl, We all want to destroy Diet Coca-cola girl, Diet Coca-cola girl, Diet Coca-cola girl, Diet Coca-cola girl She's not the real thing, She's not the real thing, She's not the real thing, She's not the real thing, She's not the real thing, She's not the real thing, Real thing
Alan - thankyou for the ammo.
― jel --, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― katie, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I was almost in a Helen Love video! (i hid in the corner of Rough Trade, whilst schmindie types danced about)
"What are you here for?" she asks.
"French"
"French literature? French cookery? French polishing? Or [insert big Diet Coke snog here] French kissing?"
But no! It was all in her imagination. But she does get a little smile off him in the end and does a little excited squeal in her chair.
― Anna, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Anna missed out the vom-inducing end where chap (who is not in the least bit sexy) saunters off and she says in the COYEST WAY EVAH 'à plus tard' ick ick ick.
And anyway what is the point in her saying See ya later in French to a man who is going to a French Calss and therefore doesn't speak French yet!!!!
― Mark C, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark s, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
However, I do like all others, without exception. Hope that clears things up.
― Sarah, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
but then i laff at maninkar gan mmmrmrmrmreeeeeeeeururur
― a-33, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
We solved this at Queen of the Damned: if it had been an advanced class, he would already have had her (and dumped her) prior to the advert's timeline. So no.
― maura, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Dr. C, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Jonnie, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
This ad would never work in the US because everyone would think she called him a big retard for not making out with her.
― Dan Perry, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Yay Helen Love. Yay yay yayay.
(It's all in the delivery)
― Graham, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― alix, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ally C, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Or was that just me?
― mms, Wednesday, 24 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)