Now I've gotta have a Lexus.

Some of the funniest commercials on tv are meant, I think, to be taken seriously. Like this absurd spot.  I fail to see how this anemic runway escapee and her androgynous male counterpart generate any excitement for this car or each other. Surely they are not supposed to be people we would envy or—heaven forbid—desire. They are comical mannequins: she with her too-red lipstick and self-conscious whiteness. He with his prissy ponytail and studied stubble. This would be a better commercial for colored contact lenses than Lexus.

Note: Like a good friend of mine, I have played this commercial again and again and cannot make out the last line.