A MAN FROM Dundrum, Co Dublin is selling this cherry red Volkswagen Golf.
Only he’s not just selling it. He’s SELLING it. Jordan Belfort who?!
Hello Ladies and Gentlemen. Look at your car, now look at mine, now back at yours, now back to mine. Sadly, your car isn’t like mine. But if you picked up the phone and dialled my number, you could perhaps one day bask in the glory that is my Volkswagen Golf.
What’s that? It’s the Automatic Wipers. Never used. Why you ask, well that’s simple – when you’re in this car the weather is always good.
(We’re not entirely sure about this part.)
What if this is the car of your dreams? What if this car brings you immeasurable luck? And you pass up on this opportunity… How could you go on?
How could you live with yourself. Imagine seeing someone else sitting in the driver’s seat of your new car. I don’t want that to happen. And neither do you. So pick up the phone.
If these words sound familiar – it’s because the write-up is based on the now-famous Old Spice ad, The Man Your Man Could Smell Like. Just in case you forget, here’s a refresher:
Looks like it’s just as adept at selling cars as it is at selling bodywash. We suddenly desire a cherry red Volkswagen.
