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My urine streams just past Neckbone as he blissfully slumbers amidst puffy grain alcohol clouds. Where my shoes at?! The dance of the day leads me to a library filled with the sweet relief of free internet pornography. Where my hat at?! Shiny quarters line the streets of my downtown and my dreams. My name is Sockhole Willie. This is my D-Spot.

why am i not featured in these ads, i stand out here day and night, cold and rain with some stupid Will Ferrel movie wrapped around me, a little acknowledgment would be nice.

Those are just begging for parody videos on YouTube, featuring douchebags, 30K millionaires, etc.

I found my wife's D-spot once. It didn't do anything for her until I worked my way up the alphabet...

I just had to get it out of my system.

That's not funny, my wife left me because I couldn't find her D-spot!

I hear they are taking applications from 40k millionaire douche bags BaconButt. Go for it.

People are really missing the inner message of these ads. Take the Neiman Marcus ad, for example. If you watch the perfume bottle sequence closely, you will see the lady in the ad pop the bottle up her sleeve in the final frames. Later she puts a big hat on her head on top of a little hat. She shoves a pair of shoes in her purse, and then in the last frames you see that string of pearls sliding into a shopping bag.
These ads are trying to tell people, "C'mon downtown. There is opportunity here. All the good security people are at Northpark."

Looks like a crappy place to live. Wait. Was that Dallas?

So if I can afford to shop at Neiman's to "reinvent myself" and live in a downtown loft to "own every second" I belong in Dallas. Can't afford all of this? Lowlifes - get back to Garland. Nice work by the agency but what a horrible message?

I experience the neighborhood that is the 'inner message' of these ads daily. It's not for everybody...THANK GOODNESS!!! I owned in uptown for 12 years (I'm slow, it took me 12 years to find my D-spot), I now own downtown and it's a breath of fresh air! The beggars I walk by on the street downtown are real...not like the one's I used to drive by placed on the corner by their 'pimp'!!!

I told my husband I preferred Big D. Since he's not from here, I don't think he got it. I've had to banish him to the bathroom with a copy of the Observer. Goodness, boys, grow up, lighten up, and find a D Spot, maybe you'll be in a better mood.

Caught an earlier article somewhere about Dallas's $30K millionaires and it dawned on me that these are exactly the type of people Dallas SHOULD be targetting with campaigns like this. Because they blow money! They are the ones who actively go out more then one night during the week, they are the ones maxing out their credit cards on designer clothes and expensive food in downtown. I found humor in this campaign and it seems like a lot of the beef to it is simply around the sexual connotation of the name. But for those $30k millionaires who makeup the social scene around Big D, this "seems" to talk directly to them.