Well, my dad was watching the Super Bowl and my stepmom was enjoying the commercials. I read my book through the game and watched the commercials, up until half time was over (then I came in here to the computer).

One of the commercials was for Pepsi. In it, Justin Timberlake and some friends are sitting at a table in a restaurant. All of a sudden, Justin gets pulled into the street by a magnetic force. He’s dragged down the street, pulled through the air, has his crotch slammed into a mailbox — repeatedly, bangs into a cardoor, skids through the street on said cardoor, and is finally pulled into this girl’s backyard, while she is sipping on a Pepsi. Supposedly, by drinking Pepsi, you get “one step closer” to Justin.

What THEY want you to get from the commercial: If I drink Pepsi, Justin Timberlake will appear in front of me.

What I get out of the commercial: If I drink Pepsi, Justin Timberlake gets beat up.

GIMME SOME PEPSI!