Okay, I've got one
If I see one more person's butt promoting screening for colorectal cancer, I'm going to scream.
Especially that ugly one (and I can't decide if her face or her butt is uglier) in the disgusting puke green spandex suit with that vibrating belt exercising machine!
SOMEBODY MAKE THAT GO AWAY!!!
Why on earth does anyone think that this series of commercials is going to make a woman run to the her doctor's office and beg her physician to shove a finger up her tush just in case she might have cancer?
Actually, that's not the way it works. They send you to a surgeon who schedules you months in advance to torture yourself for days at home for a ritual starve and purge procedure so you're as clean as a whistle from one end to the other so they can shove several inches (or is it feet?) of a device with a camera on the front end up your rump, and as Robin Williams said Live on Broadway, turn you into your own Discovery Channel Special.
And these are the advertisements meant to promote the whole ordeal. No thanks!