Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for June 26, 1988
Transcript:
Mike: (I know...a car chase! No, no. We're selling beer here, Mike.) Okay, the spot opens with a guy waking up in his bed...he looks around. Disaster! His wife has packed up and left him in the middle of the night! He's despondent. He spends all day looking out the window, brooding about his life...Finally, he goes to the refrigerator, opens it, and sees the product. He chugs down one can and opens another. He's feeling better. Life could be worse. He flips through his telephone book and calls up an old girlfriend...Fade to black. Man: Mike. Is everything okay at home?