Every now and then, Stephen and I watch hours of TV together. And we always end up having one of two conversations about commercials.
Him: Heh. You know who that is?
Him: You mean, who?
Me: I guess.
Him: "That's Natal!e Schi@vo."
Me: The girl I subletted from junior year?
Me: Wait, which one is she?
Him: The secretary.
Me: The one who just said, "We're grown-ups now. And there's a better tasting soup." ?
Him: The other one.
Me: Huh. Look at that.
Or we have Conversation #2....
Me: Look at that woman.
Me: She's, like, dusting orgasmically.
Me: Would you want to be known as the Manic Swiffer Lady?
Him: Well, yeah. It's a national campaign. She's getting paid a lot of money.
But seriously, I just watched a commercial where a woman broke up with a bottle of Budweiser. It was... bizarre and awful.