I've never cared for beer (except on those off moments when it's four in the morning on New Year's Eve and you're dancing on a coffee table in a Lower East Side bar while bar wenches practically throw you $1 PBRs). So it wasn't too much of a low blow to my drinking habits when my gluten allergy forbade any interaction with the bubbly ale of Germans and Frat Boys. Until now.
This Heineken commercial makes me want to drink a beer right this very gluten-filled second. It also makes me want go all James Bondy rom-com in Chinatown and sh*t. And buy a new suit.
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