*gags decorously behind hand*
Once more: Golden Corral has introduced the Chocolate Wonderfall.
Let's ignore the first comment viewers see after this video, the one that says "So I went to a golden corral today, and I tried this out. Right as I dipped my marshmallow into it, some little kid reached over the little metal railing and just stuck his whole hand into it...never again will I think this looks good."
You know what? Let's even ignore the typo in the reply that Golden Corral's official account posted.
(The response begins "We strive to provide the best possible customer experience for all of our guest." Talk about a Freudian slip.)
What needs to be discussed is the concept that repeating "a nonstop flowing river of chocolate decadence" makes one's borderline health-hazard, crass, step-in-the-wrong-direction "innovation" a nonstop flowing river of chocolate decadence.
I wish it could. There are a lot of things I wish I could change that way. Such as...
"Let's see, to do my NONSTOP FLOWING RIVER OF CHOCOLATE DECADENCE this year, I'll need my W-2s, income statements, pay stubs...actually, looks like I'll need a napkin more."
"Yeah, dude, I totally got my tickets to the concert! Can't wait to see the NONSTOP FLOWING RIVER OF CHOCOLATE DECADENCE live! Especially their hit new single bubbleGlorpSLOSH."
Unfortunately for anyone involved, words don't work that way. What a letdown.
And Golden Corral, just so you know, "food" ≠ "happiness". Helping oneself to food is not the same as helping oneself to happiness, even if we accept Golden Corral's presupposition that what they serve is "food" (a charitable observation if there ever was one). While food can certainly contribute to a feeling of happiness, an equation of the two is manipulatively simplistic.
grumbling THE NONSTOP FLOWING RIVER OF CHOCOLATE DECADENCE.