Dear Burger King

You need to discontinue that new ad campaign. You know the one. Two Ken doll bachelors are sitting on a park bench waiting for a little sumthin sumthin. One of them gets all smug and opens his BK bag, filled with munchkin hamburgers. All of a sudden they're surrounded by beach girls cooing over "those adorable little burgers." Polluting rivers, clogging arteries, well, that's just business. But aiming your marketing at Klüver-Bucy and those who sexually prey on them? Beyond the pale. Never mind the distasteful associations that Burger Shot seems to have among the young folk.