Burger King is just plain bizarre. Maybe it's just me, but their "King" mascot, apparently their answer to Ronald McDonald, comes off looking rather demented, with those glossy eyes and vacant, unemotional perma-grin. He looks like something inspired from an evil prop in a cheap horror flick. The ads don't help matters, either. Take this one here, where a man wakes up to find the "King" sitting on his bed staring at him. What vibe were they going for there? If I had kids, I would not leave them alone in a room with the "Burger King." He looks like a kiddie-toucher if I've ever seen one.
Now, add this little nugget (pun!) to BK's puzzling marketing scheme: they're selling a fragrance that smells like a whopper. That's no joke. They've captured the essence of cooked beef, put it in a bottle, and they're selling it. Just in case you enjoy rubbing whoppers all over your body and smelling like a disgusting pig, now there's a convenient spray. Oh Lord, but there's more...if you click on the spray bottle on the website a couple times (it says "click to spray), you'll get treated to a most disturbing image of the uber-creepy "King" lying half-naked by a fireplace beckoning you over to him. Dear Lord sweet baby Jesus, I couldn't make that up if I tried.
Two words for BK: epic fail.
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