Of course

You stop at a nearby fast-food restaurant for a quick lunch. Right by the door, you see a cute employee with long brown hair setting up a display stand, doubtlessly meant to attract more customers. You watch as she bends over to attach a base to the cut-out and strains her work pants with her plump ass. Figuring you can help with the stand, and the goal of it, you quickly target both and hit "=." After the flash fades, you are happy to see the male clown mascot has been replaced with a much cuter female figure. Still in the clown make-up, her pale skin is even paler, and her work uniform has been replaced with something more fit for the circus. Her shirt is now a corset with a plunging neckline, and her pants have been turned into a short skirt. A caption next to her reads "There is nothing funny about our prices!"

Happy with your work, you go inside and order a meal. As you eat your admittedly fairly priced food, you notice more customers seem to be funneling in; maybe influenced in part by the sign. As you finish, you decide to get a small ice cream cone for the walk back. Unfortunately you are told the ice cream machine is broken. The black cashier seemed faintly annoyed, as this must be a common occurrence. Not wanting to let such injustice stand, you merge her with the ice cream machine.

The new machine keeps much of the shiny metal exterior, but now in the shape of a young woman with two dispensers where her nipples would be. A male cashier slides over to fill your order, giving you delicious soft-serve straight from her breasts. As you exit the restaurant, you see another worker load in more ice cream mix, using a funnel to pour it into the unit's open mouth. As you pass the display stand, you see some graffiti, undoubtedly done by some punk kids. Using a marker, they had drawn in the clown's nipples and changed the caption to read "There is nothing funny about -our prices- my boobs!" Scribbling out the original text, and writing new words underneath.