The Preserve: Saturday Morning
No. It's not Gibbs wandering through the forest carrying a bottle of beer and being trailed by teal deer. And for some reason he seems to be talking to no one in particular.
"Since 1873, Coors has been brewed with Rocky Mountain water and premium high country barley. Like our ingredients, our brewery's belief has remain steadfast: Never compromise. Because there's one thing more determined than a brewery like us. And that'd be a customer like you."
Of course the only customer that Not!Gibbs might be talking to at this point would be the teal deer.
And quite frankly they don't have the money to buy beer and likely aren't carrying any id.
"You know, it kind of makes you wonder. Why does Coors develop their own special kind of barley? Have their own fleet of refrigerated trucks? Even designed and built their own malt house? Well, there's a saying: When you want it done right... do it yourself. This beer? Is right."
Not!Gibbs gave a smile to the non entities watching him. The Teal deer seemed to like it. He held up his bottle of beer and twisted off the top.
"Coors is the one," he said before taking a long sip.
[Gibbs has turned into the Coors beer spokesman from the eighties. At least he won't go thirsty. Open if you want to have Coors beer hawked at you.]
"Since 1873, Coors has been brewed with Rocky Mountain water and premium high country barley. Like our ingredients, our brewery's belief has remain steadfast: Never compromise. Because there's one thing more determined than a brewery like us. And that'd be a customer like you."
Of course the only customer that Not!Gibbs might be talking to at this point would be the teal deer.
And quite frankly they don't have the money to buy beer and likely aren't carrying any id.
"You know, it kind of makes you wonder. Why does Coors develop their own special kind of barley? Have their own fleet of refrigerated trucks? Even designed and built their own malt house? Well, there's a saying: When you want it done right... do it yourself. This beer? Is right."
Not!Gibbs gave a smile to the non entities watching him. The Teal deer seemed to like it. He held up his bottle of beer and twisted off the top.
"Coors is the one," he said before taking a long sip.
[Gibbs has turned into the Coors beer spokesman from the eighties. At least he won't go thirsty. Open if you want to have Coors beer hawked at you.]