Really, David Spade? Cashing in on the life and work of your friend for a cheesy Direct TV commercial? I hope that they gave you a million
dollars tissues to dry the tears over your lost integrity. I mean, everyone has to put food on their family, and for the most part I do not believe there is such a thing as selling out, but what if that food is HAUNTED?!
This really is kind of despicable! What a day today has been. It’s too much. There is only one thing that can take this edge off:
Good luck with the sleeping at night and the not being crushed by existential shame over what you’ve become, David Spade. We will just be here. Getting this song stuck in our head. (Ad via DailyWhat.)