GK: .....after this message from the Ketchup Advisory Board.
TR: My best friend, Bobby, saved my life three years ago when I was choking to death in a steakhouse and he performed the Heimlich maneuver. So it was painful when I had to lay him off last week.
FN: Thirty one years and I get thrown under the bus . By you, ya jerk.
TR: Sorry, pal.
FN: That time you fell to the floor with a chunk of sirloin in your gullet, I should've walked away and let you die.
TR: You know, it's hard for me, too.
FN: You were gasping and writhing on the floor and if I'd known this was coming, I would've put my knee on your wind pipe.
TR: I know you're going through a hard time right now.
FN: What's this?
TR: A gift for you. Open it.
FN: Jeeze. (UNWRAPPING) Why it's----- (HE CHOKES UP) ---- it's a bottle of ketchup. In an heirloom cut-glass decanter. I don't know what to say.
TR: No need to say anything, old friend. Enjoy.
GK: Ketchup.....what better way to show you care.
When you need to help a friend
Who is feeling low.
Tell them that you love them, they are numero uno.
The gift of ketchup says: I'm here for you, you know.
Ketchup, ketchup, ketchup.