We're watching the Ohio State/LSU game tonight. Well, Bug's watching the game, I'm on SC, but I'm watching the commercials. Football games have the best commercials.
Have you seen the "Dude" commercial? I didn't know one word could have so many uses.
I think it's an ad for Miller beer, but I'm not sure. The commercial is so entertaining I didn't notice the product it was selling.
A guy says "Dude" about 10 times, for different situations, with different inflections. It's hysterical so I'm laughing my butt off.
My husband goes into the bathroom, and after a minute I hear "Hon, I want you to look at something for me."
Me: "I don't wanna."
Bug: "C'mon, I need your help."
He comes out with his jeans down to his knees and his tidy whiteys showing.
You know how a thousand thoughts can race through your mind in like a nanosecond?
I'm thinking...what the hell?...no, I've seen that...it can't have changed in 2 weeks...what the hell is he showing me? Tattoo? Ingrown hair? Hickey?
He shuffles over to me, turns around...I thought he was gonna moon me...so I yelled:
"DUDE!"
He starts laughing so hard he nearly fell out of his pants! I'm looking at him like he's crazy...I still don't know what he's doing or what he wants me to look at...
Turns out the back of his knee has been hurting since yesterday and he wanted to know if it was swollen. It wasn't. He's ok. Nuts..but ok.



