I want to hang out with the gnarly old dude from the Dos Equis commercials. He reminds me of a cross between Hemingway & Anthony Quinn (born Antonio Rudolfo Oaxaca Quinn). We could run with the bulls in Pamplona.
I love how he pronounces it Dos Eckees (rhymes with Becky's) when i thought it was Dos Ekwis (like the horse).
His shirts never wrinkle.
He is left-handed…And right-handed.
Even if he forgets to put postage on his mail, it gets there.
"While I don't always drink beer, when I do, I prefer Dos Equis.
Stay thirsty my friends."
On another note, some instructor chick named Corie KICKED MY ASS at the gym tonight.