So I decided to make my own. Picture the announcer's voice going with this.
As the dog days of summer come upon us, we at Miller Lite understand you deserve a refreshing beer to kick back with friends and have a grand ol’ time. Cause grand is a lot better than paltry. Ever heard Beethoven’s 5th played on a paltry piano? It sounds like my nephew going number 2 in his diaper. So your baseball team hit a paltry slam… congrats, here’s a burrito you’ll see more runs that way. While you’re at it, why don’t you take a trip to the Paltry Canyon? The ants tell me it’s majestic this time of year. Nothing compares to the smell of paltry ma-ma’s cookies. Except for her sweaty feet so don’t mistake the lint for chocolate chips, bud.
Getting a ride in your friend’s Paltry Am? Get ready to pee into his radiator. So you went to Paltry Valley State University in Paltry Rapids, Michigan? Guess what? The B.S. in your degree doesn’t stand for Bachelors of Science. Listening to some country music from the Paltry Ole Opry. There’s going to be a tear in your beer because I just kicked in you in the crotch. Waiting for a verdict from the paltry jury? Your guilty of being a loser. We stand by our beer at Miller Lite and when you’re looking for grandiose taste, pop open a refreshing Miller Lite.
I can still dream.
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