The CEO presses pause, the mascot sheep looking over the boardroom in coquettish freeze-frame. "Guys, you've gotta tell me, nobody thinks this sheep is fuckable, right? We didn't put a CM out with a sexy sheep on purpose, did we?"

The VP loosens his collar. The marketing team fidget and look around the table, anywhere to avoid the gaze of the CEO.

"Guys? It's not fuckable, right?"

A junior exec caves. "M-maybe a little bit?"

"God FUCKING damnit!"