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Girlie Man: Aaron Rodgers’ new State Farm commercial features ‘Hans & Franz’ (video)


Unbeknownst to most of the young whippersnappers out in Internetland, “Saturday Night Live” used to be funny. Supremely funny. We’re talking gut-busting, laugh-out-loud, roll around on the floor level of hilarity.

The show’s golden age arguably was the late ’80s through the early ’90s, when the old guard featuring the likes of Phil Hartman, Dana Carvey, Kevin Nealon Jan Hooks, Dennis Miller (yes, him) and a cavalcade of other supremely talented comedic talents were passing the torch to the new guard, which featured Mike Myers, Chris Rock, Adam Sandler, Chris Farley and so on and so forth.

Which is why it is so endearingly refreshing that Aaron Rodgers’ latest offering in his line of witty State Farm spots — already a fantastic series, what with the “Discount Double-Check” and all that¬† — boasts a nostalgic blast from the SNL past:

In the Green Bay Packers quarterback’s newest State Farm commercial, Dana Carvey and Kevin Nealon reprise their roles as “Hans & Franz,” the Austrian bodybuilder/Schwarzenegger send-ups in order to help Rodgers with his workout routine.

That’s right. Hans & Franz are here to “Pump You Up,” the “You” of course being Mr. Aaron Rodgers.

That. Is. Awesome. It’s hard to determine whether Hans & Franz consider Rodgers is a “Girly Man” or not.

Anyhoo, behold all the hilarity, in GIF fashion (via BuzzFeed):


Fantastic spot. And not the first time Rodgers’ State Farm spots featured SNL characters from yesteryear. An earlier series of commercials featured members of “Bill Swerski’s Superfans.”

If makes one wish that Phil Hartman was still alive. If he were, he could reprise his role as “Unfrozen Caveman Lawyer” to help various NFL players out of their various and voluminous legal troubles, not to mention serving as some kind of superagent during contract discussions, an “Unfrozen Caveman Agent,” if you will.

“Ladies and gentlemen of the (insert NFL team), I’m just a caveman. I fell on some ice and later got thawed out by some of your scientists. Your world frightens and confuses me! Sometimes the honking horns of your traffic make me want to get out of my BMW.. and run off into the hills, or wherever.. Sometimes when I get a message on my fax machine, I wonder: “Did little demons get inside and type it?” I don’t know! My primitive mind can’t grasp these concepts. But there is one thing I do know – when a man like my client has an aberration of a season where he rushes for 1,500 yards, then he is entitled to no less than ten million in base play, and another ten million in incentives. Thank you.”

Yeah, that would be pretty cool. The world misses you immensely, Phil Hartman. Sigh.