This teen was too hocked up on Grand Theft Auto to realize what he was doing.
This prisoner is my new hero. He just never quits. Crashing a helicopter? Someone get me a working version of Grand Theft Auto, pronto!
And I think America just had this conversation:
USA: Hello, Third World Country, how can we assist you?
TWC: Please, some water.
USA: 100 dollar laptops? Absolutely. This will be the greatest humanitarian effort ever.
TWC: Please, a little food. Our children are dying.
USA: Dying to get on the web? I hear that. Excuse, I need to text someone.
TWC: We are in the middle of famine and war and inhumane working conditions. Genocide.
USA: You won't have to decide: the laptops will all be the same.
TWC: Please, save us from death. We need latrines.
USA: Hup, my second blue-tooth is jingling. Excuse me a tick. Okay, I'm back.
TWC: Our teeth are blue, too.
USA: They are the greatest aren't they? Well, 100 dollars a pop. And we'll only sell it to you in orders of 100,000, just so we can make some money. Deal?
TWC: If I say yes will give me the Snickers bar stuck in your beard?
USA: A yes it is! Only 200 dollars a pop. Great gravy!
TWC: What? You doubled the price on something I don't need?
USA: You've read Animal Farm, haven't you?
TWC: Yes. F*ck you, Pig!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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