Dear Burger King,
What the f, seriously? Please tell me who is responsible for the current advertising you have deemed appropriate enough to peddle to children your kids' meal. You know the one I'm talking about, in which the King is rapping with all the gusto of a strung out white boy, in front of some hoochies pop-locking with square asses. Aw hell, here, it's this one.
Some douche in your marketing department was sitting around, smoking up and watching Spongebob when he thought, "How can I combine the two things children love the most; sex and cartoons?" Well, mission accomplished. Never mind the fact that if children continually eat your greasy, cholesterol inventions, they will end up with butts more in line with Sir Mix-A-Lot's original song, namely "round and big."
Incidentally, I just love the fact that you had to make each one of your dancers a different race, so that she can appeal to a broader genre of future pole dancers. Hell, I'm almost sure in the still shot above that I can trace the outline of a vagina. Why give them shorts at all? Just have some naked bitches straddling the Burger King riding on his giant french fry and shouting "Buy our Kid's Meal! Get a free Dora the Explorer butt plug!"
Damn, now I've given you your next commercial.
Sincerely,
Millamber
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