I had to post this one. Turns out there’s acres of parodies for this spot. The day I’m at a bar where someone orders Disaronno I will officially know I’m well traveled (or just old and rich). Oh and don’t forget… for the ultimate taste party in your mouth just pour some milk in that shit.
Look how happy all those assholes are. Laughing and hi-fiving and crap. Big nice buildings that have machines where you feed money into them and get nothing in return usually isn’t a good plan on a Thursday night when you’re broke, kinda sick, and it’s basically flooding on the freeway. Great.