Unfortunately I can't see what appeals to your inner bird (didn't even know you owned one) because the video wouldn't load. You know the golden teeth is not a sign of beauty for these "country" people but a sign of being rich ! They don't trust banks ! Really that still exists ! Don't forget they were locked into another world for decades ! First the tsars then the communists.
lol .. poor hapless penguin .. or confused penguin .. it was trying to use it's wings. that's so cute. i must not have an inner bird in me. i think i'd be afraid up there. i do get the video though. my uncle in germany once won with his lottery ticket .. a couple of german marks, if i remember correctly. i remember benefiting from that since i was the recipient of that money which was enough to buy a couple of candy bars.
That is a very strange commercial indeed. Do you think flightless birds would really be thrilled to finally be able to fly or would they just be freaked out at being strapped to a human and that high from the ground? Is it anthropomorphizing too much to think all birds want to fly? I just don't know. If only we could peer into their little bird brains and see what they're thinking. It's a cute commercial, though:o)
Me neither, Im not really inspired to get a lottery ticket. But I did love the fact they used flightless birds and gave them the chance to take wing....
OMG...I LOVED THAT!! I was thinking, watching the chicken, that these guys would REALLY be something if they...OMG...YES...OSTRICH! SCORE!!!
Great - put a great big smile on my face. I think it was the flapping penguin that sent me over the edge.
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That appealed to my inner bird as well. I think my eyes misted watching those birds look around. Especially the penguin with his little wings spread out just so.
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I saw this the other night and found it amusing. I love the look on the penguin and chicken's faces.
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But it doesn't make me wanna buy a lottery ticket.
(although I wouldn't mind winning)
I really do like the the video!
poor hapless penguin ..
or confused penguin ..
it was trying to use it's wings. that's so cute.
i must not have an inner bird in me. i think i'd be afraid up there.
i do get the video though.
my uncle in germany once won with his lottery ticket ..
a couple of german marks, if i remember correctly.
i remember benefiting from that since i was the recipient of that money which was enough to buy a couple of candy bars.
but i still liked it.
Did not expect that...
Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!
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Great - put a great big smile on my face. I think it was the flapping penguin that sent me over the edge.