I remember my Thursday nights in college. They were always dominated by terrible music and those too cold aluminum Bud Light bottles. It was cheap and I didn't really know better at the time. I'm now constantly reminded of the overcrowded pub turned nightclub when I see the stupid Pitbull commercial featuring Bud Light.
This week's rant is very abbreviated, but I assure you that watching this commercial is double the torture it usually is when you stop by this blog on a Monday morning.
I hate that he only seems to show up in Bud Light commercials and nothing else. I hate that he wears sunglasses in the dark. I've worn sunglasses on many a day indoor, but never in a nightclub. I hate that Bud Light ads try to tell you that you need a light and low-calorie beer to have a good time in your city's nightlife. Trust me. With a double stout that's in the neighborhood of 11 percent ABV you'll have an even better night.
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