French commercials are awesome; no inhibitions, no shame. My current favorite is for a detergent called Bonux; in this ad, a mom accosts her adult son and his girlfriend in a café; she starts by handing the son a bra and says something to the effect of, "If you're going to bring hussies over to spend the night, can't you at least choose someone who doesn't leave her dirty laundry?"
She then extolls the many virtues of Bonux, holds the bra up to her blouse and declares, "See how my shirt is white; this is not white." Then she hands the bra to the girlfriend, who looks at it and declares... wait for it... "This isn't my bra." Cut to the son, who looks like what he is-- busted-- and to the café waitress, who looks equally guilty and, it turns out, braless.
I'm just saying... can you imagine this sort of thing on American television? Exactly.
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