State of the Art:
A guy always wanted an expensive car - a status symbol to drive around and be seen in. He scrimped and saved, finally going to the dealer to plop down several years income for a brand new state-of-the-art, computer enhanced, dogs b*ll*cks, dream mobile.
After settling with the dealer, he drives off in his new car. Later, deciding he wants some music, he searches for the radio. The dashboard looks like a control panel on a 747. He fiddles with this button, that gizmo... jiggles these and those, but finally gives up, having failed to find the radio.
Furious, he races back to the dealership and screams at the salesman, telling him they forgot to install the radio.The salesman assures him it's right there in front of him, hooked into the onboard computer. All he has to do is tell it what he wants. He demonstrates:
"Classical", he says. Click. The car fills with the sounds of Paganini.
"Blues", he says, and *click* a B.B. King classic plays.
The guy drives off amazed.
"Country", he says, and *click* a Garth Brooks tune comes on.
"Punk." *click* The Pistols singing God Save the Queen.
He's so captivated by this new toy that he isn't paying much attention to the road. Another driver pulls out from a side street and cuts him off.
"C*NT!!!" he screams. *Click* "Good morning, everyone. This is Chris Evans, and you're > listening to Virgin Radio" |
