12??! How about 3? If my parents tried to get me to wear Dr. Dentons when I was 12, there’d have been a mutiny! Come to think of it, I don’t think I even wore them when I was 3.
You have to admit, it’s a really corny ad. Putting a 30 year old man in the PJ’s, living at home, relying on his mommy, to talk about HC? Should his mommy be kicking him out of the house to get a job and a place of his own? Maybe getting his life together?
“Merry Christmas, Mommy. Can we talk about you buying me HC insurance? I know I’m 30 years old, no job, living at home, playing video games all day and wearing booty pajamas, but I’m really more grown up than you because you have HC and I don’t. Mommy. I am much more enlightened than you because Obama is my Messiah, and he tells me that you can pay for everything for me. And you can pay my deductible also! He said it will only be 10K a year, and you can pay my premiums also and get I get a tax break! Isn’t that a great Christmas, Mommy?”