Wednesday’s ad is for Schlitz, from 1951. The title of it is “How to pamper a husband,” in this case one who mowed his way to the hammock, where he proceeded to take a nap. I’d like to think my wife would carry a tray holding a bottle of beer poured into a glass, smiling all the way, but I just can’t see it happening. I think it would be something more along the lines of WTF isn’t the lawn done?
