Sex and the Olympics

During dinner tonight with my friend Martha, we came to the conclusion that sex is not unlike the uneven bars event at the Olympics.

You start on the high bar, a few twists, a few turns, and then you move on down to the low bar. Once you've spent enough time down there, you give it one last flip and then dismount (hopefully to thunderous applause).

And if you're really lucky, the French judge gives you a score higher than an 6.4.

A word to the wise

Stay away from the salt and vinegar potato chips on the day you have a cut on your lip. Just trust me on this one.

Walk of shame follow up

I thought this might be a nice complement to the Amp commercial I posted a couple weeks ago.

Bad with names? Come to Australia

Australia is the only place I've been to where you can call a guy "mate" and a girl "love" instead of using their name. It's brilliant for those of us who are better with faces than we are with names.

A- wait for it -mazing

May be the best, guy focused commercial I've seen since mighty wingman.