The Ad Guy: CEO Sir, peop-
CEO: That's "Grandmaster Wizard" to you, worm
AG: Sorry, Grandmaster Wizard, we've come to a dilema
CEO: Am I losing money?
AG: Err, no?
CEO: Then what seems to be the problem?
AG: Well, people are catching on to our evil, sadistic buisness practices and-
CEO: And are they trembling before my might?
AG: Well, no sir, they ar-
CEO: GRANDMASTER WIZARD!
AG: Right, sorry. What I mean to say is that our customers-
CEO: Suckers, not customers
AG: Right, Suckers. Our Scuckers aren't as stupid as we thought, and sales are dropping at an alarming rate
CEO: Well, you're the advertising guy, what am I paying you for? Make us look good
AG: But I'm a janitor.
CEO: Well, what does the new guy think?
The Teenager: Well, we could hire a bunch of hot, big-tittied hookers to feel up potential Suckers, take pictures, and give out a prize.
CEO: BRILLIANT! Start on that right away. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to enjoy a line of cocaine of a fat hooker's ass crack and tear open a bag of Cherry Flavored Puppy Souls. Meeting adjurned.
AG: But sir, err, Grandmaster Wizard! Gameshark already tried that [http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3214/2670716812_5b356a5a29.jpg?v=0], and it failed miserably! Wait! Waaaaiiittt!