This is an amazing ad

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If you haven't figured it out yet, I tend to surf just a bit. I also have a lot of friends out there that send me links, pictures, stories and tons of goodies that I love. And when I get these links, I tend to backtrack a bit just to see what the site is all about.

I stumbled across one link a couple of days ago that simply stated it was "One of the best local ads". I couldn't see the URL it advertised so I went hunting and found it on youtube.

Here are the comments on the page:

"Funeral" is a new TV commerical launched by the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports (MCYS) which looks at relationships in a different light, through a woman at her husband's funeral. Ultimately, the TVC celebrates the beautiful imperfections that make a relationship perfect. This is fresh off MCYS latest Viewers' Choice 2008 win for last year's Family TVC which promotes the importance and value of family bonding.

I have to tell you, I shed more than a few tears at this, it has one hell of an impact.
Check it out.

Comments

  1. diane10:29 AM

    Chris, that was beautiful, and I was really relating to it. I would rather be "miserable" with Cute Hubby, than be miserable without him. His snoring, that used to bother me, is a comfort to me now. I sleep better with all of his little noises, comforted by his presence.
    Thank you for posting this.

    As a side note: My grand daughter farts like a sailor. You might remember that she was born without her intestines attached and had surgeries to repair that. When she cuts wind, it is a joy to me. I know that everything is working.

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  2. Doc10:55 AM

    I thought I was the only one who farted loud enough to wake himself up!

    I'm going to have to show this to Flannery!

    Doc

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  3. Unknown3:31 PM

    that IS beautiful. My husband snores, farts, cracks his knuckles and grinds his teeth at night. I will remember this commercial before I complain ever again.

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  4. J.J. in L.A.4:54 PM

    That was nice! My man walks out of the room before he farts, so I have no experience with that. : )

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  5. Anonymous5:31 PM

    Wow, that was beautiful.

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  6. LegalMist10:21 PM

    Aaaawww, that was sweet... and something I'm sure we all can relate to.

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