Hang up the phone and bring on the thigh-highs

Maybe you’ve seen ads like this: A guy’s with a beautiful woman and he has to choose between her and beer.

And he chooses beer.

Man, these ads are not selling beer. They’re selling sickness.

Sorry to be so serious, but there is nothing funny about a man picking beer over a babe who’s obviously interested in him.

Neither is the one with a bunch of people who are so fixated on their phones they’re oblivious to what’s going on around them. One of them is a loser sitting in bed unaware of the gorgeous female parading around in a teddy and black thigh-highs.

The key word here is “loser.”

I guarantee you, if the choice is between a phone that shuts you off from the world and black thigh-highs, I’m going with the stockings 100% of the time.

I don’t see how there’s even a choice. And neither does my hero, Clay.

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