Aug. 4th, 2005

shinytoaster: (Little Bo Peep)
I don't understand the McDonalds adverts.

I mean, no, that's not strictly true. I get it fine. They're running scared. They hear the rumblings of discontent and read the obsessive rantings on childhood obesity, and they're smarting from pointless lawsuits and plagued by indie film-makers on a mission. I don't eat at McDonalds often, and so I'm not sure if Super-Size meals ever made it to Britain, I don't think they did but I could be wrong. Anyway, they want to nip it in the bud before we get all litigious on their asses, and try and sell us carrot sticks and little salads that are smothered in fat and calorie laden dressing apparently healthy. And they've even signed up Ashley Cole and some other England footballers to do a TV commercial. Which is really quite upsetting in and of itself.

The thing is, on the rare occasions when I go to Miccie D's (there's no sense in pretending I don't get cravings), I go because I want fries and a burger. I don't go because I have the munchies for carrots - which are lovely, but for which I don't feel the need to go out for. I have raw carrots in the fridge now. I like carrots. They're great for nibbling. I might even go eat one after I post this. Vegetables in general are cool. They're healthy and I'm a fan. But I don't want to get them from the Golden sodding Arches. Dude ... if I want a salad that bad, I'll stay home and make a fucking salad, you know?

I just don't see the point. Seriously, if you ever ate a McDonald's salad in anger then a) What were you on? and b) For Pete's sake, why? I really want to know.

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