“Fill your desire for something long, juicy and flame-grilled with the New BK Super Seven Incher. Yearn for more after you taste the mind-blowing burger that comes with a single beef patty, topped with American chees, crispy onions and the A.1.(R) Thick & Hearty Steak Sauce.” That’s the text from the Burger King ad above.
Blow 7 inches? It’s so subtle. What’s next? Special sauce on her cheek? Contests at the local Burger King to see who can fit the sandwich down her throat?
For the gay press, is there a different version where a man opens wide?
For the manly man audience, will the ads feature conversations like, “Mine’s seven inches. How long is yours?”
H/T shakesville and my vegetarian colleague David Cassuto at the Animal Blawg.
-Bridget Crawford
It’s the lifeless look on the face that really creeps me out. I am definitely not including BK on my list of lunch choices in future — who needs that image when they’re trying to enjoy food?