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I've got your number Credit Yes dot com

Okay so this morning I heard this commercial for credit yes dawt cawm. Stupidest ever. What's the most powerful word in the English language? The answer: Yes. Will I live in a big house? YES! Will I have lot's of money? YES! Will I own a nice car? YES! I can only assume that by "yes" they really meant, "possibly, it depends on how hard you're willing to work for it and what God has in store for you." You see, their logic falls apart as soon as I ask the question, "Will credit yes dot com stop making stupid retarded commercials?" The answer is, "There's not a chance in hell."

Here's what get's me. I get the motivation behind these spots. They are SO annoying that you literally cannot help but think about them. It probably works way more than making a good commercial, which is an art. However, not everyone appreciates art and art is very subjective anyway. Annoying, on the other hand, is something that everyone can related to. It's a brilliant strategy and it really shows their true colors. They don't care about good or bad, they just care about screaming the loudest.

It's true that when you call or logon you'll be connected with hundreds of lenders that are fighting for you. And by fighting for you we mean fighting for the chance to screw you. I've never seen avoidable debt promoted so flamboyantly. These services, along with their ridiculous commercials, are a blight on society.

Should the promoters of such filth be hanged in a public square? YES!


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