Well, there’s really isn’t anything we can say that we haven’t said a hundred times before about Carl’s Jr. and, well, every other brand that has employed the heaving, pulchritudinous mass otherwise known as the female breast.
And what, really, is there to say? Sex sells? Big bouncing breasts attract attention? Over-the-top sexual innuendo and the Super Bowl go hand in hand like a pair of juicy melons at a farmer’s market?
No. It’s all been said before. So just watch. And enjoy. Or feel free to bitch about the objectification of women to sell shit. Oh wait. That’s been done a million times over too.
