This commercial crash-lands squarely in the category of “So Awful it is Good”. Unfortunately it is with all seriousness I say that this is the high point of Mister Hootie’s career.

I do think, however, it is not a coincidence that in one shot a giant fry in the background appears to be rising from a lounging and spread-eagle cowboy’s groin. Now that you know to look for it you should not be able to miss it. I don’t know what they are trying to sell there, but I don’t want any of it.

There is a bad facet of these spots: long after you realize they are entertaining you’re still seeing them five hundred times a day. And then one day you realize your love of the spot has been twisted to hate. Just like what happened to America’s love for scripted comedy.