In my previous post about my ‘Salmon & Brussels Sprouts Recipe‘, I made reference to Fabio.
My only memories of Fabio are the whole “I can’t believe it’s not butter” business.
I really believe that he can’t believe it’s not butter.
BUT unbeknownst to me, here had a whole plethora of advertising gigs going on, check them out:
Fabio Fone. Call me… Wait… Don’t.
Smoking cessation counselling “The Nicorette isn’t working for you? I guess we’ll have to try the Fabio then.”
I think you should keep them secret. Along with the name of your stylist.
The first of his Old Spice ads. Who in marketing OK’d the placement of that straw?
OK I get the whole tropical theme… Even the ukulele. But being buried in the sand? WTF?
The last one in the Old Spice series. I have no words.
What the hell is this?! A hairdryer disguised as a telescope? He confused ‘eye’ and ‘ear’ in the instruction manual? Shameless triceps flex? I just don’t know…
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