Friday 28 May 2004

Little Things

I had to do a site this week for a company who sell radar equipment and speed camera detectors to motorists. What kind of mad fanny is buying this stuff? Who is speeding so frequently that they will get value from a purchase like this?
Do the irresponsible tits selling this stuff have equipment that helps you avoid prosecution when your habitual speeding leads you to kill someone?
My suggestion? Rather than turn your car into Norad, take you foot of the fucking gas man...

Why do Big Issue sellers always have to have the last word?

I've had it with some of the silly expressions I hear all the time. "Every dog has his day"? Who the fuck came up with that one? What do we know about dogs that makes us sure that is a valid statement? And when was the last time you truly saw "breathtaking scenery"? I've seen a lot of nice scenery certainly but I don't recall ever being left unable to breathe by a mountain.

What is the point of static caravans? Here is a product where the chief selling point is that it's supposed to be mobile. Why not just live in the fuselage of a disused aircraft? Who are these idiots? It's like buying a pair of shoes that are cemented to the ground.

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