This is insulting, right? Especially to the memory of the guy who died probably a hundred years ago, and then a lazy stock photographer brought his daughter to the dead guy's grave and told her to pretend to be crying and then then they could go get some quarter-pounders. Describing that actually makes it sound like a fun daddy-daughter thing. I'll put that one in the idea book for a little later, when my own daughter is a) old enough to be really good at fake-crying, and b) old enough to want a quarter-pounder. Then we can go desecrate someone's grave.
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