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Saturday, February 05, 2011

I Don't Like The Sound Of These 'ere Boncentration Bamps



I'm not sure which is more tiresome on the Intertunnel. "Flying cars" or "high-speed rail." I've decided to up the ante and demand funding for High-speed flying railcars.

My bad. We already have that. They're called "airports."

4 comments:

Casey Klahn said...

Next on the History Channel: The Underground Balloon Corps of Düsseldorf.

"See if you can steal me one of those, Kinch."

Tom said...

Supposedly, Hitler's very last words, before he aimed a P-38 9 mm. towards the roof of his mouth, was, "Is Paris burning?" His closest aides assured him... "Jah, mine Fuehrer, burning to der ground!!" With that sweet conclusion firmly embraced by his wretched mind, he let one rip and that's all she wrote. However, the Nazis had a far more diabolical plan as a scorched earth policy. This is a fact... for every bomb we dropped on Germany, they sent us a Volkswagen. I realized how this ultimate plan of evil had implemented itself into the lives of almost every American. When at my ten year high school reunion, so many former classmates were married, with kids, with careers, etc., they would ask me what I have been doing with my life. I could only reply... "I work on my Volkswagen." I could feel the shame, the failure... and what seemed like the grip of Hitler himself upon my testicles. I didn't have a life! I had a Volkswagen! I resolved to bring WWII to a final solution, and I bought a car with a water cooled engine. No longer was I going to live in the delusion that air can cool my engine. My life finally moved past the stripped gears, the smoking heated metal, the constant black greasy fingerprints upon the rear lid... and into future.

SippicanCottage said...

Ha. Awesome.

chris c. said...

shouldn't that be "airplanes"?