Damn thing even promised free Mickey D chicken salad coupons for filling out questionnaires.
This like Mickey D's. It's all about the dollar. I can pay you, said the old woman. She raised a pathetic handful of ragged bills.
I suppose he is kind of like the Mickey Mantle of tennis: awesome career stats, but a lot of What If questions about how he could have been even *better* if only he had worked more at it.
Are you takin' the mickey? You'll get yer 'ead bashed in.