Like… DRUNK MAYBE?!
But this begs the question, whatever happened to Schlitz® ?? These two below seem to know, while their house burns down from the stupid wench’s shitty cooking skills. The gentleman is quite forgiving isn’t he? They should back that up with “Let’s drink this and have a domestic dispute!”
AND to actually enjoy the Lowenbrau commercial, you need every verse in good fidelity!
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Is she nursing a black eye with that napkin?
Marketing = NO BASIS IN REALITY! Why don’t they put real written copy in this ad?
“…No, darling. You didn’t burn the beer that costs roughly a nickel a gallon to make,… but that fucking FILLET MIGNON you torched like a s’more at a campfire, the one which cost a week’s pay and I had to blow the butcher to get because its impossible to get meat during a wartime economy, well that’s okay. I’ll just eat another big bowl of angry bitterness for dinner and just wash it down with this shit beer while I ponder why I married such an irresponsible whore.
And darling? When I’m passed out in the living room on the family Davenport from chronic alcohol poisoning and a lack of substantial food,…. well you can just go ahead and have marital relations with one of the many empty fucking SCHLITZ bottles that will be laying around all over the floor because you were much more interested in listening to JACK fucking BENNY and your afternoon stories on the wireless than you were in cooking me my meal…”
Some things never change here on Walton’s Mountain. Young brides are still burning dinners. Fillet Mignon is still an arm and a leg. Grandpa still beats Grandma almost every day. And Schlitz…
Schlitz still gives me a headache.