Super size Ronald McDonald
He stood out. His sex appeal was straight out of the Stone Age: the mirrored Ray-Ban aviators, the three-day stubble in a dull brown, and the injury-prone frailty that comes from smoking too many Camels.
Fast food His sex appeal comes from the Stone Age, the mirrored aviator glasses from Ray-Ban, the three-day beard from dull brown and the injury-prone slenderness from too many Camels.behind the mix of Lonesome Rider and Daddy Cool is Kevin. We see him before us: his tattooed arm hangs out of the side window of the discarded 70s Ford Mustang, while he swerves into the McDonald's drive-in, chewing toothpicks and high on T-Rex sound, and snaps into the intercom: "Hey Ronny sausage, a cheeseburger, with large fries and Coke, but there you go."You see, it's so easy for first, second and even third impressions to play a nasty trick on us: because, as the advertisers were pleased to discover at the casting, the poker-faced Kevin is in fact Lukas S. from Berlin's Grunewald. The biochemist with a doctorate - summa cum laude - enjoys driving his two children to restaurants in the family van and likes to listen to Beethoven's Ninth while jogging. "So hardly anyone will doubt his credibility," the consultant will have boasted. And us? We're loving it.
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