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Manthem!

In case you weren't sure what foods were "chick" foods and what foods were "manly," Burger King spells it out for you in this commercial here (click on "Manthem"). Now that I don't have cable I have to rely on web surfing and blogs to help me ferret out misogyny wherever it rears it's ugly head. Thanks Shell!

So guys, tofu, sushi and quiche (even though you can joke about it being a "quicky") are all out. You must eat beef. YOU...MUST...EAT...MEAT!!!

Does anyone else find it oddly amusing that they put up signs saying "Eat this meat!" and it's aimed at guys?

And what a waste of a perfectly good minivan. I hope he remembered to take the kids out first. Multitasking (being manly AND caring for his kids) might have been a little tough with all that testosterone flowing.

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Anonymous said…
there's also an applebee's (i think -- it's one of those big national chain fake bistro thingies) ad for their meat-lovers deal where one guy gets ridiculed for waving his broccoli around...although a little old lady does get to hold up a piece of steak and shout "beef!" she is immediately echoed by a table full of "manly" men.

the thing is, what all these ads are really saying is, "it's manly to eat like crap and die young of an obesity-induced heart attack, because you should be eating our food every night this week."
Sassy Pants said…
I guess if you die of a massive coronary at the age of 35 you don't have to worry about all the money you are spending on dinner out since retirement planning is kind of moot.
DecemberFlower said…
Josh - TGI Fridays.

SAUSAGE!!! Because that's totally manly.

And Sassy, I thought I was the only one to notice how absurd it was that they had "EAT THIS MEAT" signs in the background. That's not exactly sending the hetero-manly-man message they want.
DecemberFlower said…
I'd be happier if it was the latter, but somehow, I doubt it.

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