Horrified Yet Again By The King

The other night I was watching for the five hundreth time the new Burger King commercial with a Blowfish-less Hootie (a.k.a. Darius Rucker) strumming the guitar in a stupid cowboy costume thinking once more how low his career must have sunk that he was reduced to a Burger King commercial. Imagine my horror when Mike says, "Hey! Isn't that the creepy King you don't like in the background?" And sure enough, he's there, waving in wooden-faced glee and pushing some girl on a swing in the background. Here I had thought I'd never have to see him again.