I don’t even know what to say about this. Except… Except… Except! Remember that Seinfeld episode in which Kramer hounded Calvin Klein to make a cologne that smells like the beach?
Yeah. I might have to quit my job to do that, full-time, at Oreo HQ. They must make this! I will not be ignored. I’m already working on flailing myself through doorways. And this:
…At least in my head. I don’t smoke.