Never trust a robot with anal beads and a fixed grin
A flying car? Your pants are on fire
Comments The flying car, that which we Reg hacks demand of all and sundry after a few pints, looks like becoming a reality. The Terrafugia Transition® is a bit more like a plane that can drive, but it seems to fit the bill anyway. You shared our excitement:
"Marty, where we're going, we won't need roads, just a runway. Oh, and you might want to leave that skateboard behind, I don't think we'll get up in the air with that on board."
"This would mean that learning to fly a PAV would be no more demanding than getting a regular driver's licence."
This fills me with a fear no words can describe. I don't know about drivers across the Pond, but here in the US of A, a majority of drivers don't deserve their licenses. But to allow these same people to pilot an aircraft?
Looks like I'll have to finish building the bomb shelter my grandfather started building in the 50s.
Try parking that thing in a dodgy neighborhood... Do you have any idea how much graffiti would be on the wings?
Graffiti on the wings? You mean the wings will still be there?
At least bad drivers will be quickly and efficiently culled from the herd.
It sounds like a fab idea. Likely huge repercussions for society. Think of the mayhem as the paparazzi chase celebs around the sky. Weekend in Paris? Customs? Pah! Mobile phones won't work properly though (maybe a good thing). How will the speed Taliban persecute the motorists now? No more getting stuck on a windy road behind some dodery airhead towing a caravan...
An airport worker's iPod nano burst into flame while inside his trouser pocket. You all figured he must be lying, since his pants were manifestly on fire. But what of the jokes? There were plenty:
Brings a whole new meaning to 'Hot Pants'
Liar! Liar! I mean c'mon, his trousers caught on fire.
goodness gracious great balls of fire!
...erm, taxi for one please?
Is that an Apple in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?
What was the "glossy paper" in his pockets? That old Bronco/Jeyes toilet paper we used to have in school? Playboy? The Radio Times?
And what for?