Three words that should never go together: Burger King Cologne.
Why do all these religious nuts decry gay marriage as a sign of the coming apocalypse when there are such better candidates in the running, such as this fine bit of consumer flatulence:
“Burger King” Flame, the body spray of seduction with a hint of flame-broiled meat.
I shit you not. Someone should tell Burger King they’re not gonna get anywhere with this body grease unless they price it outrageously high and get someone like Lil’ Wayne to rap about it.
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