Well, Burger King did eventually give up and say "fuck it, we'll serve Big Macs"
They did! And it tastes exactly the same.
Anyway, I'll tell this joke now:
A guy gets a job as a bus driver for the local school district. When he shows up for his first day, the bus he's assigned is painted crazy colors, has big eyelashes around the headlights, shag accessories, basically looks like a giant rolling muppet. Whatever, he thinks, it's a job.
So he drives his route. First stop, two IMMENSELY overweight little twin girls get on. One introduces herself, "Hi, I'm Patty, and this is my sister, Patty." They sit down.
The bus driver is slightly preturbed. The second stop is reached, and a little boy in a giant helmet gets on, but he keeps bumping into everything and screaming until the bus driver finally helps him to a seat. "That's just Ross," a Patty explains, "he's 'special.'"
The driver continues his route... the third stop, an otherwise comparatively normal little boy gets on. Patty yells "Hey Stevie, we saved you the seat behind the driver, just like you like!" So he goes and sits down. The driver is thinking , well, that's not TOO odd, I suppose, when all of a sudden the latest kid takes off his shoes and socks and stick his foul-smelling bare feet up next to the driver's head and starts picking away at the dead skin and gunk between his toes.
At this point, the bus driver can't take it any more. He foregoes the rest of his route and drives straight to the school, and confronts the Principal. "How can you do this to me?!" he demands, "the conditions on the bus, the kids... to make anyone put up with that... it's UNAMERICAN!"
The Principal kindly puts a hand on his shoulder and says "Now, now, my good man, what could be MORE American than two obese Patties, Special Ross, Little Stevie picking bunions, all on a Sesame Street Bus?"