You have got to love Rolex and their advertising. Appealing to submariners by naming a watch after them is genius. Nevermind putting a naval officer in the advertisement:
If you shipped out on the Skate, the Shark, or the Nautilus, you’d recognize this face, Rolex submariner.
Wow, for 175 clams, I’ll take ten! (Please ignore the fact that his collar device is high and to the left. . . Which is only good if you are a pitcher facing a left-handed hitter.)
Reader Kris has been giving me a hard time in the comment section about the fact that she would prefer seeing some buff Navy guys, rather than our usual fare. Well, sadly for her, this is a not a blog for either beefcake or its lactose tolerant cousin, cheesecake.
So Kris, you will have to settle for a submariner who wants to talk about Navy buns. . . (I always knew there was a reason I avoided those sinkers. . .)