Geico ( #2)
Gil Grissom sat on the break room couch eating a salad; he had the TV turned on and was relaxing. He took a bite of his salad and rolled his eyes at a Geico commercial.
"Geico, so easy an entomologist can do it," The announcer said with a smile.
Grissom put down his fork and frowned. "What the hell is that supposed to mean!?" he yelled.
Levitra
Catherine Willows and Sara Sidle walked up to a crying Conrad Ecklie. Sara knelt down and patted his back.
"What's wrong, Ecklie?" She asked.
Ecklie sniffed and looked at the two women. "I'm afraid I can't satisfy my girlfriend," He cried.
Catherine looked at Sara and they nodded.
"Conrad," Catherine said. "Have you tried Levitra?"
Ecklie shook his head. "What's Levitra?" He asked them.
Sara smiled. "Levitra is for men with ED. You shouldn't be afraid Ecklie, a lot of men have it," She said.
Ecklie looked up. "You mean, Gil-" He started.
Sara shook her head. "No, he's perfect."
Catherine continued. "Unlike Viagra, Levetra waits until you're ready. It lasts up to eight hours."
Ecklie looked at the camera and smiled. "Levetra, ready when you're ready."
Skittles
Even though Gil Grissom was talking, Sara Sidle found herself bored beyond belief. She looked at her friend Warrick Brown ;he looked bored too. Sara kicked him lightly and pulled out a bag of Skittles. Warrick nodded and held out his hand, Sara poured and she put one in her own mouth.
"One more thing, we had some compl-," Grissom stopped mid-sentence when he was hit in the head with a Skittle.
"Who threw this?" he asked.
The team shook their heads. Sara poured her handful into her mouth, attempting to hide them. Suddenly, a rainbow appeared and it began to rain Skittles in the lab.
"Wow!" Greg Sanders said, holding out his hands to catch them.
"Sara...not again." Grissom said, dumping his coffee in the sink.
Sara grinned. "Taste the rainbow." she said with a shrug.
Herbal Essence
Gil Grissom couldn't believe what he was hearing, He put his ear against the bathroom door and gasped.
"mmmm... yessss!" he heard.
He put his fist in his mouth and fought against barging in and pulling the mystery person out of the shower.
"Yess...yesss...yesss." Sara cried.
Grissom couldn't take it anymore. I opened the bathroom door and saw Sara Sidle standing there with fluffy, radiant hair.
"What's wrong, Gil?" Sara asked.
Grissom shook his head. "Nothing. Are you alone in here?" He asked.
Sara looked behind her. "You're in here." she said.
Grissom nodded and closed the door.
Sara laughed and put away her bottle of Herbal Essence.
Serta
"Oh Gil, this mattress is so soft." Sara sighed, snuggling into the mattress.
"I'm glad you like it." he said.
"We don't like it." The couple heard behind them.
"Gil, who are they?" Sara asked pointing at a herd of fluffy white sheep with numbers painted on their sides.
"We're the Serta counting sheep, and you're comfy new mattress has put us out business. People use to count us, now we're just getting by" said one with a big '17' on it's side said.
"Gil, get them out of here." Sara said.
Gil Grissom stood up with a rolled up magazine. "Go, on... shoo!" he said.
Orbit
David Hodges was carrying the bucket towards the sink in the lab, he could smell the gastric fumes rising up from out of the bowl. Just then Greg Sanders ran into him and the bowl, making it fly upwards and into the faces of the two men.
"Gross!" David Hodges said, spitting.
"Disgusting!" Greg yelled.
A blond woman standing to the side smiled her bright white smile.
"Dirty mouth?" She said.
The two men nodded. The woman held up a pack of gum.
"Try new Orbit."
The men slid a stick of Orbit into their mouths and smiled.
"Orbit cleans another dirty mouth."
Hanes
Catherine Willows and Sara Sidle sat in the break room, waiting for an assignment, bored beyond belief. Nick Stokes walked by with a cup of coffee, and suddenly Catherine had the urge to ask a question as old as time.
"Sara, do you think Nick wears boxers or briefs?" she asked.
Sara raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Briefs." she said with a nod.
Both women laughed and Warrick Brown walked by, reading a DNA report.
"Boxers." Catherine said.
Sara nodded, Warrick looked like a 'Boxers' man. Soon Gil Grissom rushed by.
"Boxers." Sara said.
The women laughed again, they were having fun. Soon Jim Brass walked by.
"Ummm.." Catherine said tilting her head.
"Uhhhh." Sara said, chewing her lip.
Brass turned to the ladies and smiled. "It's Hanes." he said.
Cocoa Puffs
Gil Grissom couldn't believe what he was seeing; Greg Sanders had lost his mind. He was jumping around the break room, throwing the couch cushions and yelling like a wild animal.
"Greg!," Grissom shouted, setting his coffee down. "What the HELL is the matter with you?"
Greg didn't answer; he jumped on the break room table and started to dance.
"What's wrong with Greg?" Sara Sidle asked, stepping into the break room.
"I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs!" He yelled, pouring all the coffee on the floor.
Barbie Dream house
"What are you playing with there, Hodges?" Nick Stokes asked, walking into the DNA lab.
David Hodges' head shot up and he turned to hide something. "Nothing." he said, quickly.
"Oh my god," Warrick Brown said, stepping into the lab. "It's a Barbie dream house."
"Um, it's for my niece." Hodges said, nodding.
"I don't think so man. I says 'Property of David Hodges' on the side." Nick said, pointing.
"Can we play?" Warrick asked, opening one of the windows.
"No, it's my dream house, where all my dreams come true." Hodges said.
Always
Catherine Willows walked up to the camera and smiled.
"My periods are tough, and to be honest I can't have the worries of leaking." She said.
She opened her locker and pulled out a box of Always.
"Have a happy period with Always." She said with a smile.
Trix
"Give it back!" Greg Sander shouted to Nick Stokes and Warrick Brown.
Warrick Brown was holding a bowl of Trix.
Just then Lindsey Willows walked up and snatched the bowl.
"You silly Rabbit, Trix are for kids." she yelled, walking away.
Trojan ( a little racy, kids)
Sara Sidle wiped her forehead and sighed. She was hot, not only from the heat, but from her steamy lover, Gil Grissom.
"Gil," Sara purred once they climbed into the car.
"What my beautiful butterfly." Grissom said.
"How about we go home and cool off," Sara said, sliding her hand up Grissom's leg.
"Let's not cool down too much." He said.
"Are you two prepared?" Came a voice from the back seat.
Grissom and Sara turned around and gasped.
"Trojan man, what are you doing here?" They asked.
"I'm just here to talk to you two about protection." The figure said.
"Get out of my car." Grissom said, popping the locks.
"I was just-" The man said.
"Now." Grissom growled.