A noted detractor of this blog hates the Coors Light commercials in which a bunch of people are hot and sweaty, and then are nonsensically relieved when a train drives by while the song "Love Train" plays. During the 2005 NBA playoffs, in which it was played during almost every commercial break, he would get mad each time he saw it, as in Bill-O'Reilly-reading-a-teleprompter mad. We have now found an item which could, at any time, give him a stroke:
Dispatching like 7 of these from all different directions into his room while he slept would be the ultimate lolz. Beware, BoL critics.
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