You had me at mango salsa

For so many years of my life my television viewing has been interrupted by meaningless commercials at the most important times in my favorite shows. Will Dylan and Kelly finally get together even though Brenda disapproves on 90210? Commercial. Will Billy and Allison work through their differences and make their relationship work with the evil Amanda living right below them on Melrose Place? Commercial. Will the underdogs, Lisa and Screech, beat Slater and Kelly at the dance-off at the Max on Saved By the Bell? Commercial. But finally, the dreaded commercials became a thing of the past thanks to the Cavemen of Geico. From the very first time my eyes met yours sitting angrily at that restaurant with one of you ordering the "roast duck with the mango salsa," while the other vindictively said, "I've lost my appetite," you had me.

When I saw you casually standing on the floor mover in the airport enjoying your upcoming tennis match only to have your enjoyment rudely interrupted by a poster showing a caveman in stereotypical caveman clothing and holding a large stick, you had me.

And finally, when you could take it no more that you had to see a psychiatrist and had your session interrupted by a phone call and your response to your therapist was, "I need to take this, my mothers calling," you had me.

Cavemen, thank you for making the times between episodes of LOST bearable. Thank you for not making me throw a pillow across the room every time Jim and Pam were interrupted when they were about to say something meaningful to each other on The Office. And thank you for helping me to stop biting my nails when Tony was about to kill a relative on the Soprano's, but was delayed. You have given me back more than you know and all I can say is, again, thank you.

Oh, and I know these commercials aren't new, but they are recently coming out with new ones and it brought back my love for the cavemen, so I felt I needed to express my feelings.