That’s me and Golden Boy Cliff (not his real name) partying with the Geico Gecko. It was a little awkward because he was naked. The Gecko, not Cliff. He’s very generous for a gecko. Bought us drinks all night long. The accent you hear on TV? That’s fake. He’s actually from New Jersey.
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