I think these words a lot. I may have only seen the commercial once, but the thought of getting into sudsy bubbles and letting the bubbles take me to Calcutta or somewhere else where drinks are a dollar and the cabana boys are smoking-hot is a recurring theme when I have the three seconds I need to daydream effectively.
I’m told they’ll go to school soon. That I shouldn’t waste the time or wish it away.
Instead, I love them with all my heart and shop for commercial real estate (or, more specifically, an office in a building classified as such) – the thought of a quiet office with a clean desk gives me more joy than a hundred cabana boys.
Can I still have the drinks?
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