“They’ve started going up. 1st one at Bank Station. Please post a pic if you see one over the coming weeks. They cost a packet and they might be taken down if people complain. Oh, and thanks again for your support. It really helped 👊” – RG

The user taken photos are real (top image, and bus), and the others are unapproved concepts that Mr Gervais posts on his socials for laughs, because he’s a larrikin.

Turning heads, turning headphone device volumes, and turning boys into gentlemen. Now, drink up and board your train you, responsible tax payer, and no grinning. Is he sitting on a train without windows? Kind of freaky, nondescript grey cylinder. Is that a Dutch barn? . . . Kind of freaky, nondescript Dutch barn. 🥁 🤡 I’m done.

I find indecent language in public spaces disconcerting. The ads are attempting to make a connection with the majority of commuters with the product, branding itself better than whatever dog water that ‘thick, noisy c**t’ drinks; and the daily reminding is a devious nudge to a purchasing counter; but I think messaging works just as well, with censorship; thick, noisy chicken-head.

Risky stuff—-I like—-but I prefer Ricky Gervais’s lighter work:

Speaking of noisy c***s (hehe); everyone grows into their best selves eventually, vodka or no.

Hardcore Ricky Gervais fans might want to purchase a copy of Flanimals, a book series written by comedian Ricky Gervais and illustrated by Rob Steen. They’re shit. Those are your options, tax payer; music; vodka; or analogue brainrot.