As you and your three
Lincoln friends are getting out of your Lincoln, A distraught couple
rushes towards you.
"You're next!" he
shouts, "YOU'RE NEXT!" and then they tear off across the street and
away. You look at each other, confused.
"Next... for... delicious Burger King treats, I guess is what he meant"
The Star Trek Lincoln offers, and you all agree.
Inside it's kind of quiet for a burger king. Just a few customers here
and there, coincidentally hunched over their food and turned away so you
can't really see them. But at least there's no line!
"Uhm, okay," You say. "I want a Whooper Jr, Lincoln here wants a Kids
meal whooper Jr. With Cheese and coke for the drink, Lincoln wants seven
chicken fries, and Lincoln wants a Kids meal Whooper Jr. no onions, Dr.
Pepper for the drink and a girl's toy."
Your order is greeted with complete silence. You look up.
"Oh. Oh, I get it,
that's very clever. You're wearing one of those creepy ass Plastic
Burger king suits."
"Do you think it's a bad sign that all the customers are also wearing
those creepy ass plastic burger king suits?" Lincoln with glasses asks.
"Only if that couple we saw out front were delivering the classic line
from the original "Invasion of the Body Snatchers"
"And this was, like, a new, fourth version of the film" Adds no glasses
Lincoln.
"And in this version, instead of the Pods growing soulless exact
duplicates, they save on the special effects budget and make wry social
commentary at the same time by replacing people with already disturbing
Burger King ad campaign creepily homo erotic plastic King Icons." Star
Trek Lincoln adds helpfully.
"Yeah." You agree, looking around at all the Burger Kings surrounding
you. "That could be bad."
