So after my last post, I've decided a career change might be in
order. I'm going to start writing new GEICO commercials. Abe recently
told me that Flo from progressive pulls down about a half million a commercial,
so it looks like I'm on easy street, baby.
I tall, immaculately dressed man is seen throwing a pair of dark leather gloves into the trash. Then in another cut,
the same man, different clothes, gloves in the trash.
Repeat a couple of times.
"If you’re an assassin, you toss your gloves into a nearby
trashcan. It’s just what you do …"
~~
Shabby, possibly abandoned house. It’s dark inside. Windows covered with newspaper. The shape of several dirty people can be made out, lying haphazard and
motionless on sleezy, thin mattresses.
"If you’re a meth addict, you sleep in your own filth. It’s
just what you do …"
~~
Update/refinement on what started this:
We see Sergio Garcia seated at a fancy clubhouse restaurant.
He's staring off to his left at a group of reporters interviewing the
tournament winner. While he watches, he's absentmindedly shoving hunks of
steak into his mouth. Suddenly he's pounding the table, gasping for air
as all the reporters rush to his aid ...
"If you're Sergio Garcia, you choke on Sunday. It's just what you do ..."
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