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They are what I call the "Bob Commercials" It's for a sexual stimulant, and this horrible guy walks around with this malignant grin on his face because he's "happy" and so is his wife.
One such commercial features Bob in a wood working store, and I shit you negative the announcer says, "Bob knows about wood."
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