Conor McGregor shills Budweiser
Conor McGregor walks from Dublin to New York, for he is Conor McGregor of whom the legends speak. In a voiceover, he implores us not to give up on our dreams, even stupid ones like “chocolate covered ham” or “I should quit my job and bring chocolate-covered-ham to market”*. McGregor is, it is implied, heavily fuelled by the tasteless yellow gripe-water Americans call “Budweiser” and walks as though he has a few cans secreted in his coat. Some people, the Advertising Standards Authority for Ireland, for example, dislikes the idea of a possible role-model shilling the inspirational qualities of a mind-altering drug. But Budweiser has dreams of its own, which is why you have a black eye now and Budweiser has been renamed Conor McGregor’s Magical Dream Juice. Core message: Fighty man likes firewater. Be like fighty man. *For information on getting the chocolate-covered-ham franchise for your region contact firstname.lastname@example.org.