This Budweiser ad, which pitches a Clydesdale as “Rocky,” just made me tear up a little.
They counted him out, but the dog believed in him. And then he came back and made the team!
Who doesn’t love a four-legged Cinderella story?
In related Olympics-themed musings … I am now convinced Phelps is doping. This is my Nostradamus moment. Permalink this shit.
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The Great American Cooking Project
