Remember that cologne Burger King put out last year called “Flame“? The one that smells like Aretha Franklin’s chichi sweat? Well, they have just launched it over in the UK and are using Piers Morgans’ face and body to entice hos to get a piece. It kind of looks like he’s farting flames. Prince Hot Ginge he is not.
Piers claims that the Photoshop wizards did not paste his smug mug on another dude’s body. Piers says that’s all him. I guess we’re supposed to drop our jaws in amazement? It’s not like he has the body of Vadge’s roidy-clit or anything.
What I don’t understand is, why didn’t they do everything in their power to get Simon Cowell? Simon Cowell was born to be the body of Burger King. Specifically, his furry tittays were. Simon’s man breasts look exactly like two extra-plump charbroiled beef patties. Medium rare! And I’m sure that his nalgas look like two luscious sesame seed buns! AND you know his no-no looks like a glistening onion ring right out of the deep fryer. This was obviously Simon’s gig!