I bought a new Focus and returned to the dealer the next day because I couldn’t get the radio to work. The salesman explained that the Focus has Sync and the radio was voice activated. ‘Nelson,’ the salesman said to the radio. The Radio replied, ‘Ricky or Willie?’ ‘Willie!’ he continued and ‘On The Road Again’ came from the speakers. Then he said, ‘Ray Charles!’, and in an instant ‘Georgia On My Mind’ replaced Willie Nelson .
I drove away happy, and for the next few days, every time I’d say, ‘Beethoven,’ I’d get beautiful classical music, and if I said, ‘Beatles,’ I’d get one of their awesome songs.
Yesterday, a couple ran a red light and nearly creamed my new car, but I swerved in time to avoid them. I yelled, ‘Ass Holes!’ Immediately
the French National Anthem began to play, sung by Jane Fonda and Barbara Streisand, backed up by Michael Moore and The Dixie Chicks and John Kerry on guitar, Al Gore on drums, Dan Rather on harmonica, Nancy Pelosi on tambourine, Harry Reid on spoons, Bill Clinton on sax and Ted Kennedy on scotch.
Damn, I LOVE this car.
Thanks Gene
No, no, no. What happened was you yelled “assholes” and immediately the French National Anthem began to play, sung horribly off key by Man Coulter and Michelle Malkin, backed up by Ben Stein and Ted Nugent, with Dennis Miller on an out of tune guitar, Joe Scarborough on drums, Condi Rice on harmonica, Rush Limbaugh on oxycontin and tambourine, George W. Bush on coke spoons, Dick Cheney on shotgun (there aren’t any saxophones in the French National Anthem, for crying out loud), and, in a repeat performance, George W. Bush on scotch. There, Gene, I fixed it for you.
I bought the same car. Was out driving, listening to some classic rock, when suddenly a bunch of kids on skateboards rode out in front of me. I slammed on my brakes, narrowly missing one of them, and yelled out my window, “F*cking kids!” The radio changed to a Michael Jackson song…
The way I heard it when you yell “Asshole” Rush Limbaugh comes on.