Well, as soon as I saw it, my ovaries twitched:
Then Tracey and I spent no less than four hours talking about it. This is our conversation – unedited and raw.
Cara: OmG have you seen the new old spice ad? where he ends up in a hot tub??? [Note: this is what I love about my conversations with Tracey. No preamble. No "hey, what's up." Just right to the important stuff.]
Tracey: I heart him. Please marry him. Hunt him down, stalk him. If he’s gay, hold a gun to his head and make him marry you. I don’t care what it takes. I NEED to say that one of my friends is married to that guy, okay??? That’s my purpose in life. That you marry the Old Spice guy.
Please write a sexy novella involving me and Mr. Old Spice. Thank you.
Tracey (again, before I could respond): Okay. That’s a brilliant idea, actually. Women LOVE that commercial. He needs to be in your next story.
I HAVE to stop being so brilliant. But I CAN’T!!!!!
Cara: I LOVE IT! I seriously need to hunt him down, OMG, FOR AN INTERVIEW ON MY BLOG!!!!! Help me hunt him down! We must find his name, his agent, and get that hunky old spice wearing hottie to talk to me!!
Tracey: //OMG, FOR AN INTERVIEW ON MY BLOG!!!!!//
Ohhhhhhhh, yes. Then I can die fulfilled.
Cara: http://tvwatch.people.com/2010/06/30/old-spice-ad-isaiah-mustafa/
Tracey: Isaiah Mustafa? Isn’t Mustafa a character from The Lion King??
Track him down!!!!
So I did. On Twitter. I’m just watching and waiting for my moment.
UPDATE: The very newest, like 10 minutes old apparently:
Cara,
No comment.
Hahahahahahahaha!! Our maturity on display for ALLL to see!
Seriously, when his first commercial came out, I told MB, “I’m sorry. I have to leave you now.”
LOL! I know. That’s what’s great about us. We are a simple people. Amused by the Old Spice guy, fantasizing about marrying him. Oh yes, I’m still eight years old inside.
MB is a strong man. He can handle it. Did you buy him some Old Spice? I know I’m buying Mr X some.
We ARE a simple people. That’s what’s great about us.
And, no. No Old Spice for MB. My dad wears it!
You guys are too funny.
I do wear Old Spice and I’ve yet to ride a horse backwards or swan dive into a hot tub onto a motorcycle. I must be doing something wrong.
Try the towel, Cullen. The towel!
Of course!
I feel like buying Old Spice body wash.
Perhaps you should give your ovaries a rest…wouldn’t want to wear them out, after all…I’d guess some videos of Al Gore at the beach would calm them down.
Speaking of whom..
http://iowahawk.typepad.com/iowahawk/2010/07/the-two-randy-vicars.html
(Must read to the very end for the full effect)
This whole thread is making me VERY NERVOUS as my anniversary approaches. How am I gonna afford two tickets to that thing she loves?