This Schlitz ad from the fifties is a rare combination of wretched and awesome. On its face, it's oh-no-they-didn't, not-even-in-the-Donna Reed-era sexist. But it is also timelessly resonant to anyone who ever exploded dinner in the microwave and just got extra drunk instead. [Copyranter]
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"Don't worry darling, you didn't burn the beer. So tonight's festivities of me getting blitzed of Schlitz and wailing the living shit out of you while crying about how my father never loved me will go on as planned."