Since the scandal broke, I've had the toy on my desk. From what I can hear, the allegation is a little tenuous. Still, given the advent of texting, where abbreviation at the expense of grammar is increasingly accepted, it's easy to see how kids have read a little more into the lines than was intended.
Truth is, it would be tough for kids to connect the dots and recognise the foul language if they hadn't already heard such lines in the schoolyard.
And, as I tell my sons, swearing is all about context. When fishing with dad, things tend to loosen up; at dinner or social occasions, watch your flanks. As a former lecturer once taught: "What you read, reads you". McDonald's, it seems, is copping flak for what kids are reading into what they've heard.
Besides, something's been gained in translation from Minionese.
These plastic characters are fearlessly toying with taboo, reminding us of swearing's deep roots in our linguistic and cultural heritage.
Thus, McDonald's is to be congratulated for sparking intellectual debate and furnishing the nutritious happy meal with an educational aid.
NZME.