I was on YouTube the other day, checking out what was what, when I went a little nostalgia all over myself and thought it would be good to go back and check out some of my early work. You know, just get in touch with my roots. The good stuff, nineteen-seventy-eight…wheh, I was buff… and so high on coke. Man, crazy times, crazy times. It’s amazing I lived. Here, check me out in this one, “Mr. Clean Captured the Sun” commercial 1978:

True story, a lot of that was improvised. Hand to God. The agency had come up with pretty crap-O-la stuff and I said fuck that, I’m doing it my way. I was so high! Anyways, it all worked out. When they started editing the following week, people were like, “He’s a dick, but he really knows what he’s doing. It’s all there.” It won a Clio. What a night that was. I did so much blow before giving my acceptance speech.

I don’t know what the fuck I said. God. Good times, good times.

“Nothing like the smell of clean, fresh laundry!!!” My line, my line… and that MILF! I banged her. What was her name… Sandi?

Susan? Sal- ah who the hell cares, there were so many. Ahhhhh, the good old days. They just don’t make them like they used to.

Note to self: Spend more time looking at the classics… nineteen-seventy-eight.

With regards,

Mr. Clean.

- Lee Margolis