Mr. Wendy (unofficial spokesman) please go away.  I have had enough of your nonstop talk about Wendy's greasy food.  I just cannot take it anymore.  I find it hard to believe that you are married....you must have a great wife if she can put up with you talking about nothing but Wendy's and eating all 3 meals there every day.  That's bad enough.  But why do you insist on pushing your Wendy's agenda on everyone else?  We all know about Wendy's...it's hard not to drive through any mid to large city and not see roughly 25 of them.  I don't care that they have a $1.39 value menu (see? the commercials have had an effect on me!) and that their crispy chicken burger is better than the non-descript nameless chicken restaurant's across the street.  Were you really hit by a car when you darted into traffic carrying a table with 3 chicken burgers without respecting the "don't walk" sign or did motorists just have to swerve out of the way?  I hope you didn't drop any of your burgers.  Tell me something Mr. Wendy, when you went to William Shatner's party and in a stroke of genius, brought two handfuls of Wendy's salads, did your wife not see you go into the restaurant to get them?  Or if not that, did she somehow miss the fact that you had to get all 16 of them out of the car?  Why did she wait until you were at the door, and she had already rung the doorbell before asking you what you thought you were doing?  Wait a minute, you know William Shatner?  The All Bran guy?  And how did you get into the announcer's booth at the racetrack?  You are a slippery one Mr. Wendy.  It must be hard to think about Wendy's all day, I mean, you must have another job right?  Right?  I can accept the fact that you need to have a job and I respect your right to earn a living, but could you do it so as not to annoy the masses?  Your job as Wendy's unofficial spokesman must be even more difficult than the new President of Iraq's because I'm sure you are less popular.  I mean come on, even the company doesn't want you around, they said it themselves on your first commercial!  Alright Mr. Wendy, I give up!  You are the greatest fast food pitchman since Jared and Subway Jim, and your words are sure to hypnotize every burger loving Canadian and American and make the company billions of dollars.  I'm just asking you as a favor, to please go away.