Boobs! Cars! Explosions! Knife play! Freed from the shackles of overbearing mass-market necessities like “plot,” Bay indulges the very poetry of his soul in this ad for expensive panties. Watch it, then read an exclusive transcript of his internal monologue . Apparently Bay has been directing Vicky’s ads for years , but nobody really cared until he showed the world Megan Fox’s tits, and then she called him a Nazi.
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Michael Bay’s Victoria’s Secret Ad, as Subtle as a Raging Teenage Boner
