When you think about Tina Fey’s career, you probably think about her work on 30 Rock, her time as Weekend Update anchor/Saturday Night Live head writer, or even the fact that she wrote Mean Girls and (arguably) altered a presidential election with the force of her Sarah Palin impersonation. But Fey doesn’t get enough credit for her other work at SNL. Namely, her role in some of the show’s best fake ads. With that in mind, here’s a look back at Fey’s work shilling stuff you can’t buy and shouldn’t want.
Kotex Classic
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In this parody ad, SNL imagines a world where our nostalgia fetish enters the world of feminine care products, resulting in a harness-aided apparatus that puts the MAX in maxi-pad. It’s also not exactly stealthy when paired with contemporary fashion, although…
Mom Jeans
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How there was never a Kotex Classic/Mom Jeans crossover is beyond me. In this ad, Fey, Rachel Dratch, Amy Poehler, and Maya Rudolph parade around happily in their mom jeans because, as the ad says, they’ve given up. A mother of two, Fey’s fashion sense is streets ahead of mom jeans, but not everyone is so lucky.
Brownie Husband
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I won’t tell you that there’s any man in existence who can compete with a man-shaped brownie filled with caramel, and who’s only 90 seconds away from being a warm presence in your arms. But while you may give him all of your love, he will surely give you diabetes.
Woomba
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“It’s a robot, and it cleans my business. My lady business, and I like that.” — Tina Fey
If Bicentennial Man had gone with that tagline, it might have made double box office bank in its opening weekend. The Woomba is, essentially, a rise of the machines nightmare merged with a douche commercial. Maya Rudolph isn’t frolicking, freed from the burden of worrying about freshness. She’s running for her life!
Annuale
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First, I have another mashup request… ax-wielding Tina Fey vs. Rogue Woomba, please and thank you.
Second, the best part of this sketch, about a birth control pill that pushes a woman’s period off every month until she compiles at the end of the year, is the disclaimer at the end:
“Do not take if you are using MAOI Inhibitors or if occupation requires you to operate heavy machinery. Do not take Annuale if you plan to ever become pregnant, as it may turn your baby into a firemonster. In the days around your period, you may develop of a leathery tail. Annuale may cause you to develop a secon vagina. Notify authorities in your town when your period is imminent as they may want to incarcerate you pre-emptively like a wolfman.”
I would like the baby firemonster to ride with ax-wielding Tina Fey in her war against the Rogue Woomba and the Brownie Men.
