Will whoever left the gate open please confess to Citibank and that rock climbing lady already? I swear to gosh, if I find out that it's the same culprit who let the dogs out (I would presume a gate was left open then, too), I'm coming for him.
Generally, ads have a certain shelf life, but this one won't seem to go away. There's only so much of this Cyndi Lauper-wannabe's screaming that I can take.
And who in the hell would trust Citibank on a rock climbing trip anyway? With a reputation like theirs, they're bound to push you off the ledge… and then foreclose on your home for kicks.