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So apparently Alex Bogusky found a post-it note taped to his door the other morning accusing him and his family of being involved in some sort of plot intent on killing off the local bear population here in Boulder, CO. This of course was discovered by the anonymous neighbor when they witnessed that the Bogusky family had placed their garbage out the night before its pick-up day rather than the following morning. Following a few remarks about being held accountable for any further bear murders in the area the writer ended their rant by telling him to

“Go back to the east coast where you belong dirt bag!”

The note and his reply is shown above. Seeing how the original author of this letter forgot to include their autograph, Alex took it upon himself to make sure they received a prompt reply by posting what you see above (the original note with response beneath) all around his neighborhood. My hats off to you for this one…I almost died laughing. Here’s the original post from Alex with more details on the incident.

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After years of trying to find a way to connect their American fast food brand with South American consumers, I think it’s safe to say that Burger King has finally done it with their latest campaign ~ The King In Brazil. These are so bad I don’t know where to start. In this first one we get to see what must be someone’s idea of what a ‘typical office setting’ is like, complete with a demanding boss who interrupts some pretty juicy sounding office gossip. I’m not too sure this boss even remembers the name of the employee because he tries to get his attention with a ‘hey guy.’
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Luckily for us this working-class hero waits until the boss is well out of earshot before telling everyone what he’d really like to say to him (if only he had the chance). Cue The King. He’s been waiting for the boss in his office where he then plays back the rant while the rest of the employees listen in as he’s broken down to the point of tears. There’s even a little bit of sexual harassment by The King when he’s comforting the distraught boss by patting him on his ass. The camera then pans back to the employee, who after realizing he had just made a grown man cry, promptly begins a new conversation about lunch and what he’s in the mood for (hmmmm.. a burger with a side of unemployment?).

Burger King – Sports Car

If that didn’t ignite the spark under your creative flame then hopefully this next one will. The scene opens up to two fairly young looking stoners discussing some comic-con inspired movie they must have just seen when all of a sudden they pass by a hot red sports-car being shown in a display window.
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So surprised at never having seen this car before one of them actually hits the other and exclaims “I’d love to drive this car!” Well, be careful what you wish for when the King is in town because seconds later the King appeared granting this kid his wish. Now this is a Burger King ad, so it wouldn’t be complete without some sort of comedic interlude right? You betcha! In this case that means the kid jumps behind the wheel of the car, floors it in reverse and smashes right smack into the car behind them. So now what does the King do after causing this potential count of vehicular manslaughter? Why of course he does what anyone else would do if put in his shoes, he laughs at just how stoned these two kids are and flees the scene before anyone starts asking questions. Flashback (no pun intended) to the the kids and we see that they’re too busy with some bacon-infused hallucination to even know whats going on around them. Don’t blame the bacon though… blame their parents.

This campaign was created by Ogilvy & Mather, Brasil along with the Hungry Man (Rio) production house.

Credits:

Agency: Ogilvy & Mather, Brasil
VP/Creative: Anselmo Ramos
Head Of Art: Denis Kakazu
Creative Director: Anselmo Ramos
Art Director: Fernando Reis
Copywriters: Marcelo Padoca
Agency Exec Producer: Nana Bittencourt
Agency Production: Mauricio Granado
Production Company: Hungry Man, Rio
Directors: Gualter Pupo, Steve Pearson
Exec Producers: Alex Mehedff, Renata Dumont
DP: Andre Modugno
Line Producer: Rodrigo Castello
Post Production Supervisor: Rodrigo Oliveira
Editor:
Audio Prod Company: Dr. Dd
Production & Maestro: Bonde Fumegante, Dudu Marote

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In remembrance of 9/11 I decided to repost an article written by Hunter S. Thompson entitled Fear & Loathing in America. It was originally published in his weekly ESPN column, “Hey Rube,” shortly after the towers fell. I remember first reading this article about a month after the attack only to chalk-up his apocalyptic warnings as just another example of Gonzo journalism…if only I knew then what I know now. Anyhow, here’s the piece:

Fear & Loathing in America
It was just after dawn in Woody Creek, Colo., when the first plane hit the World Trade Center in New York City on Tuesday morning, and as usual I was writing about sports. But not for long. Football suddenly seemed irrelevant, compared to the scenes of destruction and utter devastation coming out of New York on TV.

Even ESPN was broadcasting war news. It was the worst disaster in the history of the United States, including Pearl Harbor, the San Francisco earthquake and probably the Battle of Antietam in 1862, when 23,000 were slaughtered in one day.

The Battle of the World Trade Center lasted about 99 minutes and cost 20,000 lives in two hours (according to unofficial estimates as of midnight Tuesday). The final numbers, including those from the supposedly impregnable Pentagon, across the Potomac River from Washington, likely will be higher. Anything that kills 300 trained firefighters in two hours is a world-class disaster.

And it was not even Bombs that caused this massive damage. No nuclear missiles were launched from any foreign soil, no enemy bombers flew over New York and Washington to rain death on innocent Americans. No. It was four commercial jetliners.

They were the first flights of the day from American and United Airlines, piloted by skilled and loyal U.S. citizens, and there was nothing suspicious about them when they took off from Newark, N.J., and Dulles in D.C. and Logan in Boston on routine cross-country flights to the West Coast with fully-loaded fuel tanks — which would soon explode on impact and utterly destroy the world-famous Twin Towers of downtown Manhattan’s World Trade Center. Boom! Boom! Just like that.

The towers are gone now, reduced to bloody rubble, along with all hopes for Peace in Our Time, in the United States or any other country. Make no mistake about it: We are At War now — with somebody — and we will stay At War with that mysterious Enemy for the rest of our lives.

It will be a Religious War, a sort of Christian Jihad, fueled by religious hatred and led by merciless fanatics on both sides. It will be guerilla warfare on a global scale, with no front lines and no identifiable enemy. Osama bin Laden may be a primitive “figurehead” — or even dead, for all we know — but whoever put those All-American jet planes loaded with All-American fuel into the Twin Towers and the Pentagon did it with chilling precision and accuracy. The second one was a dead-on bullseye. Straight into the middle of the skyscraper.

Nothing — even George Bush’s $350 billion “Star Wars” missile defense system — could have prevented Tuesday’s attack, and it cost next to nothing to pull off. Fewer than 20 unarmed Suicide soldiers from some apparently primitive country somewhere on the other side of the world took out the World Trade Center and half the Pentagon with three quick and costless strikes on one day. The efficiency of it was terrifying.

We are going to punish somebody for this attack, but just who or what will be blown to smithereens for it is hard to say. Maybe Afghanistan, maybe Pakistan or Iraq, or possibly all three at once. Who knows? Not even the Generals in what remains of the Pentagon or the New York papers calling for WAR seem to know who did it or where to look for them.

This is going to be a very expensive war, and Victory is not guaranteed — for anyone, and certainly not for anyone as baffled as George W. Bush. All he knows is that his father started the war a long time ago, and that he, the goofy child-President, has been chosen by Fate and the global Oil industry to finish it Now. He will declare a National Security Emergency and clamp down Hard on Everybody, no matter where they live or why. If the guilty won’t hold up their hands and confess, he and the Generals will ferret them out by force.

Good luck. He is in for a profoundly difficult job — armed as he is with no credible Military Intelligence, no witnesses and only the ghost of Bin Laden to blame for the tragedy.

OK. It is 24 hours later now, and we are not getting much information about the Five Ws of this thing.

The numbers out of the Pentagon are baffling, as if Military Censorship has already been imposed on the media. It is ominous. The only news on TV comes from weeping victims and ignorant speculators.

The lid is on. Loose Lips Sink Ships. Don’t say anything that might give aid to The Enemy.

~ Dr. Hunter S. Thompson
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