So I am sitting here (not on the Group W Bench) babysitting the Jacob, the godson, the cutest baby of the Modern Era, having a coupla Molsons and what do I see on the back label but some clever marketeering: the aforementioned label has a sillhouette of a hockey player about to unleash a blistering slapshot underneath the caption, "he shoots, he scores."
Accept no substitutes.
03 February 2006
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