So there I was, eating the worlds biggest plate of 7 layer bean dip, drinking shitty American beer, yelling at the tv and trying my best to fill in for Adam as the resident ‘dude’ during the Superbowl. For a while there I think I was doing pretty damn well.
Until I saw this commercial.
(Parisian Love, Google)
As my eyes welled up with tears during the last shot I was exposed for the total and complete vagina that I really am.
Damn you Google.
I still love you though, you softy.