Advertising never sleeps.

Really, it doesn’t. Cause the client called me at 11.53 p.m.

No, he’s not trying to have a sordid affair with me.

No, he’s not trying to have a “pay-per-click” session with me, if you know what I mean.

“Rewrite! rewrite!”

Dude, it’s 23.53 on a Saturday of the F1 weekend. Please go home and lay your wife.

M*

Hello world!

Maybe I’ll shift here.