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Dear McDonald’s,

Really?

I listen to the radio a lot.  And frankly, your new commercial about the dollar menu items on your breakfast menu…makes no fucking sense.  Why would that mean I can hit the snooze (seriously, that word looks SOOOO ridiculous to me) button?  This commercial would make total sense if you were, say, extending breakfast to a later hour.  But the fact that it only costs $1 makes no difference to my schedule.

I still love your French fries,

Shine

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Taco Bell,

I’m not even sure I need to say anything.  Especially because the entire country is laughing at you for telling them they can lose weight by eating your food.  The best part of your commercial?  The fine print at the bottom directly contradicts the words coming out of the skinny lady’s mouth.  Truly awesome, I have to say.  In other news, no one believes you.

Saying “taco” makes me giggle,

Shine

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Dear Burger King,

You suck.  That fucking clown mascot thing you choose to put in my face scares the everloving CRAP out of me.  I hate you and I will never eat your food.

You have no redeemable qualities,

Shine

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Okay, this isn’t exactly a commercial, but to the people who shove menus in my door frame?  You’ve just guaranteed that I will NEVER order food from your establishment.  EVER.  Please tell your boss that he’s just wasting paper.  Oh, unless you’re from King China and you’re at Gofahne’s apartment.  She puts that shit to good use, and I excuse it because I didn’t have to remove it from MY door.  You may continue.  But only you.

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Dear The Makers of Whatever This Thing is,

You give me the lulz.  Keep doin’ what you do.

Laughing hysterically,

Shine