Things that are supposed to be funny aren't funny, but when it comes to Russia who the fuck knows what's going on over there in bizarro world. This surreal Russian hip hop Burger King commercial is probably supposed to be a grim allegory about the struggles of the proletariat for all I know. No idea how else to react, so I did what I always do when I'm confused and just a little scared, I wrote a poem. (h/t Corey).
Russian goddess eating burger on a unicorn, mythical, I scared my woman
with a monstrous bread face, then
married her. Murder and love intertwined.
Mystical man eats from beneath his hat.That's racist.
Mystical man eats from beneath his hat.That's racist.
Listen to me son, this is how a man bites things.
Please don't get any tattoo blood on the serving station.
DJs, scratching, hamburgers, dancing, your tattooing
skills make me interested in sexual relations.
Blow fire on the patty. Is that sanitary? I don't care, I'm going to give this hamburger a blow job.
Do they have cheese in Russia?
(Serious question).
Glad to see Kreayshawn is still getting work. My ballerina danced herself into fire.
I'm hungry. Soon I'll be dead.
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