Day 10079: Summer
Sirens flashing, horns blaring, the sound of people yelling and cheering in the glass muffled distance... we rush to the windows to see the scantilly cladded, blonde Molson girls leading the Indy convoy. Truck, after truck, after truck, Molson, Corona... whatever other racing teams there were, escorted by non-other than Toronto's finest... on motorcycles. At the beginning of the lunch hour... prime attention-getting tactics...
Those marketing people really know how to live it up.
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