Also, shout out to The Animals.
Showing posts with label Commercials. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Commercials. Show all posts
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Friday, August 26, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Countdown
In just under two weeks, I'll be in Las Vegas. It's for Work but, since I'll be staying at the brand-spanking-new Cosmopolitan, it's a safe bet that there will be some Play, too.
God only knows what debauchery I'll get myself into this time.
I.cannot.wait.
UPDATE: It's just as hot as the commercial. Naughty but oh so comfortable. Surprisingly chic in a town that is decidedly not. This is a hotel for grown ups.
Thank you to Corey, my mysteriously prescient roulette buddy. I should have found a way to thank you properly...
People who say that you can't win money in Vegas don't know what they're doing.
God only knows what debauchery I'll get myself into this time.
I.cannot.wait.
UPDATE: It's just as hot as the commercial. Naughty but oh so comfortable. Surprisingly chic in a town that is decidedly not. This is a hotel for grown ups.
Thank you to Corey, my mysteriously prescient roulette buddy. I should have found a way to thank you properly...
People who say that you can't win money in Vegas don't know what they're doing.
Monday, February 8, 2010
What it means to be a man
There were several commercials during last night's Super Bowl that referenced the emasculation of the American man. The Dodge commercial “Man's Last Stand” spelled it out most clearly:
But if men's efforts at domestication are leaving them feeling abused and under-appreciated, I suggest they gather a few women around and have them watch this clip of Drew Brees with his son.
World's fastest turn-on. Big, strong, burly man? Check. Successful and powerful leader? Check. Tender and emotional father? Check. There is absolutely nothing more a woman could ask for. He can drive whatever damn car he wants as long as he parks it in my driveway!
Labels:
Commercials,
Manliness,
Sports,
Super Bowl
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