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He is seen in the likeness above in a rare, 19th century woodcut. This
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:: Today's soundtrack: The Misfits "Scream!" ::
I know I mention the weird and the creepy quite a lot, and I'm sorry, but I'm going to do it again...
Have you all seen the latest Burger King commercial? It advertises this new breakfasty sandwich that Burger King has to offer. The sandwich itself, I have no problem with. It's the freaky ad!
This guy wakes up in bed, and there... there is this guy dressed in a King costume sitting in bed with him. I don't mean King George's fair kind of king costume, either. I'm talking... something akin to Frank's bunny suit in Donnie Darko. He's got this smiling plastic king mask on. So this guy looks over at the King, the King hands him the sandwich, he smiles and the tag line reads "Have Breakfast With the King."
I don't know about YOU, but if some weirdo dressed in a freakish king costume turned up in MY bed, I'd shout, then hit him over the head, then run because I'd think I suddenly got transported to weird, Alice in Wonderland-esque universe and he was there to kill me. I mean, I surely would NOT gratefully accept any type of food offerings he had. Do you just eat anything anybody hands you if they're in your house, you don't know them, don't know how they got there, and are dressed like something out of your nightmares? Never mind the fact that you were just asleep and you have no way of knowing how long they were there, sitting over you and watching. Talk about eerie!
Of course, I don't know which would be creepier, the fact that he had broken into my house and had been sitting unwatched for who knows how long, or the possibility that he magically appears when you wake up. Just, you wake up, and POOF he's there, ready to hand you breakfast. Hmmm crazy guy in King suit breaking and entering or crazy king guy with teleportation powers... I don't know if thinking about that freak with all-mighty powers is a good thing to do.
I seriously want to know the type of dope the fast food ad makers have been smoking lately. McDonald's comes out with those odd ads for their chicken strips (people are acting delusional!) and now THIS. If the product is good, it should sell itself. You don't need some LSD induced vision of a King sneaking in bed with your consumers.
