Toronto homeboy Drizzy-Drake is man-whoring soda pop these days. This feels like that series of commercials where at-risk youth rupture out of their own skin and begin a bright new sport-enthusiastic life. It’s not entirely clear as to what the Sprite people are going for here, though. Is Drake some corporation’s robot? OMG are The Black Eyed Peas behind this?
P.S. You will always be Jimmy Brooks to those who care. Even on that one magical evening I saw you at a party, wearing sunglasses indoors at 11PM. Degrassi: The One and Only Generation.