Here at Ok, intriguing: Hell Yeah! I'm not just about experimenting with the
boundaries of the comedic experience; I’m also occasionally interested in
things that are simply true. Take bongo drums for instance, if they were real I
may be interested in them in times that I am interested in things that are
real, but seeing as they are clearly figments of various peoples’ imaginations
I’m only interested in them on the times I am mostly interested in things which
are clearly made up, which is most of the time. Well today isn’t most of the
time!
Yesterday I brought you the origins of one of the truly greatest inventions of all time, the Honda Red Key.
Yesterday I brought you the origins of one of the truly greatest inventions of all time, the Honda Red Key.
As
I am writing this, right now (ooohhh, time travel) I'm waiting for the tow
truck! Oh my god that's a great invention that red key, but here is the thing,
as brilliant as providing a key for customers that does nothing but completely
fuck up your own car is, I have actually personally invented some things even
MORE smarter! And remember the red key is clearly quite brilliant, it fucked up
my own car and cost me a lot of money, that's genius, I've been driving Hondas
since my first driving lesson nearly 20 years ago and now I'm considering blacklisting
them forever, that's a seriously great invention, so an invention that is even
better than that invention would have to be truly revolutionary, and those are
the type of inventions that I invented!
So
here they are, my pitch to you of my inventions even smarterer than the red key
as invented by me, three of them!
ONE
Do you love pet rocks? Ha ha, trick question, of course you do, but lets face it, they have one big flaw - they don’t give you an excuse to play with your own feces. That’s why I invented the pet poo, all the fun of a pet rock with the added benefit of fishing a poo out of your toilet and gluing eyes to it!
Do you love pet rocks? Ha ha, trick question, of course you do, but lets face it, they have one big flaw - they don’t give you an excuse to play with your own feces. That’s why I invented the pet poo, all the fun of a pet rock with the added benefit of fishing a poo out of your toilet and gluing eyes to it!
TWO
Are you Hungry? Ha ha, trick question, everyone knows the only correct answer to that question is 'depends what you’re offering', and you can’t possibly know what I am offering, unless I tell you, and now I will, because what I am offering is awesome - its tennis racket bolognaise! Just like regular spaghetti bolognaise but replacing messy spaghetti with full sized tennis rackets, finally you can eat bolognaises AND wear a white shirt.
Are you Hungry? Ha ha, trick question, everyone knows the only correct answer to that question is 'depends what you’re offering', and you can’t possibly know what I am offering, unless I tell you, and now I will, because what I am offering is awesome - its tennis racket bolognaise! Just like regular spaghetti bolognaise but replacing messy spaghetti with full sized tennis rackets, finally you can eat bolognaises AND wear a white shirt.
THREE
Are
you sick of having to open your door to get in your house? Ha ha, trick
question, because if you’re like me, and I assume you’re exactly like me, then
you know that opening your front door is tiresome, especially if you’re A.
carrying lots of soda B. chewing gum that has lost its flavor but you haven’t
spotted a trash can in ages so you’re still chewing it, but really looking
forward to getting inside to spit it out, or even if C. you have a rapists chasing
you. That’s why I invented the house with no front door. With the no front door
house you'll never have to open your front door again, plus no pesky repairs from
rapists breaking your lock!
Wow, that's just three inventions clearly smarterer than the Honda red key, and yet the Honda red key exists, and my better inventions are just rotting in my brain barely making me any money. That makes no sense, and this is a blog where I am concerned with nothing but truth, and how can something true not make sense? Damn you Honda.
Maybe I should invent things I can SELL to Honda, that'd be intellegenter of me, um…
Wow, that's just three inventions clearly smarterer than the Honda red key, and yet the Honda red key exists, and my better inventions are just rotting in my brain barely making me any money. That makes no sense, and this is a blog where I am concerned with nothing but truth, and how can something true not make sense? Damn you Honda.
Maybe I should invent things I can SELL to Honda, that'd be intellegenter of me, um…
Are
you sick of having to get into car crashes to justify expensive car bodywork?
Ha ha, trick question? The answer is 'no'. Well we at Honda think you SHOULD
want to take your car to the repair shop guy even if you haven’t been in a car
accident. That's why we provide a drunk father of a teenage girl with every
Honda sold. Simply let your drunk father of a teenage girl out of your trunk,
tell him you impregnated his daughter, hand him a big stick, then lock yourself
in your car and you'll be at the repair works body fix mans shop in a jiffy.
Drunk father of a teenage daughter's now standard on all Hondas.
Wow, am I awesome at inventing things more smarty than the red key? Trick question, fuck yeah I am!
Wow, am I awesome at inventing things more smarty than the red key? Trick question, fuck yeah I am!
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