So can this ad campaign be effective? Creep the hell out of your potential customers? It has a lot of people talking about Burger King, I guess there’s no such thing as bad press.
But I didn’t eat there before and I don’t eat there now, the commercials don’t really affect me one way or the other.
Ok, you know that scene in The Godfather where the guy wakes up next to the severed horse head? I’d rather wake up to a severed horse head - hell, I’d rather wake up naked, in a strange person’s bathtub, with my underwear on my head and a carrot in my navel, beside a severed horse head with no recollection of how I got there or what happened, than wake up beside the Burger King.
Just to let people who haven’t seen it in on the secret, it’s a tie in to King Kong. One of the damn finest tie-in commercials I’ve seen in a long time. I like it.
I love these guys. I started eating at Quiznos when they did a guest appearance in one of their commercials. I’m saving the link.
Back to topic - “The King” is creepy as hell.
I have not seen any of these commecials (probably since I almost never watch network TV). But I’ve gotta say that this is the goddamn funniest thread I’ve come across in months. I have tears streaming down my face trying not to laugh. Literally.
AFG, you should be glad they haven’t (yet) done a commercial with the King lurking in the shower with some heart-attack-on-a-stick sandwich, just waiting for some unsuspecting soul to draw back the curtain and reveal him.
Of course, now that I’ve mentioned it, you’ll probably picture him next time you go to use the shower…
Ugggh! Euuugh! Weeeeuuuggh!
tries to hold back dry heaves
Brooke Burke loves him. (WARNING: SOUND)
Crispin Porter + Bogusky is BRILLIANT.
I just wanted to let you know that I’d love to have you visit me any time you want. 
Close-up of Special Sauce running down the shower drain…
Can’t … reply. Laughing too hard …
Oh man, this thread is hilarious.
To everyone saying how stupid BK is for showing these, people have different tastes! I think it’s goddamn hilarious. It’s not like they’re skinning puppies; it’s just a gorram mask.
I said it before, and I’ll say it again. I think the mask is complete genius. It makes me laugh every time. I still don’t actually go to Burger King, but I appreciate their ad agency.
But I can also appreciate the terror. It’s just funny because it’s not my terror. 
I guess that balances out the universe. The first time I saw those gross, annoying ads, I swore I was never going to eat at Quiznos.
Tell me, Pal, ever see Mrs. Bates and the King together at the same time?
I laughed. But it was one of those laughs generated by extreme negative emotion. Like you know how if someone is really really nervous, they’ll laugh inappropriately? Well, it was like that. On the outside, I laughed, but inside of me every fiber of my being was screaming in terror. I may send you my shrink’s bill for the post-traumatic stress therapy I’m going to need after seeing that.
I’d like to add, to everyone who supports the King, one day you’re gonna be walking through a dark place somewhere and he’s gonna jump out and hump your leg or something, and then run away leaving you in a crying heap with a mayonnaise stain on your new pants. And then you’re gonna come and cry about how the King violated you, and I’m just gonna say well yeah, I tried to warn you but did you listen? Nooooooooo!
Heed the godess!
An arm will appear around the shower curtain and as the chicken sandwich plunges into your body, and the Special Sauce Swirls down the drain, you will remember what the goddess said.
Heed the goddess!
I’m not going to lie–that would scare the holy marshmallow Jeebus out of me. But I guess I’m asking for it.