I just saw a commercial for Denny’s new Rock Star Menu. Apparently, the 24/7 eatery has enlisted the likes of Sum 41, Good Charlotte, Rascal Flatts and Gym Class Heroes to create their favorite late night munchies. Of course, the menu reads like some half-awake wastoid just dumped everything he could find in his fridge into a saucepan and stirred, which is probably more accurate than Denny’s would like to admit. For my money, I’m less than comfortable seeing these indie-alt-rocker posers depicted as taking control of the kitchen on any level. Admittedly, it may be a better visual than the people actually preparing the food – sorry, the “food” - but seeing these hipster doofuses with their van dykes and nose rings and tuques holding a whisk with intent to ill makes me wonder if my tetanus is up to date.
Mmmmm. Scabies.
