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The following are my set of questions that I was going to ask Steve Jobs at the unveiling of the new Iphone at the Worldwide Developers Conference being held yesterday in San Francisco. Shortly thereafter I realized I did not have the opportunity nor was I invited nor did I intend to be at the unveiling of the new Iphone at the Worldwide Developers Conference being held yesterday in San Francisco.
Nonetheless here are the questions:
Now just to confirm it is a phone correct?
Hey Coldblood, Monday mornings are a motherfucker right am I right?
Are all of the numbers on the keypad the same as the previous version or did you make some new numbers up for this go around?
Yes but can it pay my rent? Can I hump it?
Is it true your middle name is "I Don't Need No"?
Follow up question to the numbers keypad question: Are the numbers in the same order as well?
How often do you get together with other CEO's and say, "Man this BP CEO's a real dumb ass, am I right folks!"
Did you see the ending of LOST? That shit was crazy?
You ever consider an "app" called "snaps" and it just talks about how your momma be tripping? No not my mom your mom.
Is it true your middle name is "Fuck All Y'all Jobby" as in Steve "Fuck All Y'all Jobby" Jobs?
Follow up question to the follow up numbers keypad question as well as follow up question to LOST: Hey how come you just didn't you use the numbers from LOST on the keypad?
Your company's name is Apple right? You the boss right? Then answer me as to why ain't you made a phone in the form of an apple?
Is it true that the original name for the Ipad was the Iwontgiveafuck?
How come you didn't put out a hit on that one guy who was all like "Ooooh, look at me. I found the new Iphone early and I'm online with it wow look at me."?
What words of sympathy and condolence do you have for those new Iphone users who are coming home to an old cellphone that's either hung, shot, or shit itself to death due to its inevitable outdated-ness?
How long before Apple finally unveils the Iboobies?
If you're one of the great minds and innovators of modern times then how can Dr. Octagon be Halfsharkalligatorhalfman and not you?
I planned to get arrested on this last question (or maybe the Iboobies one, I'm not sure) and then as I was being dragged out of the building I was going to look directly at the news camera recording the whole event, throw security completely off of me, throw on my commemorative Prince 1999 purple sequin trench coat with matching glasses (the glasses are original), throw up the Wu Tang "W" and yell "Chi-city jukin' for life!" as I flew off in a jet pack.
Now don't you wish I would have been there.
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It is a rite of passage. Something which comes from a place, s special place, that comes alive before the discovery of sex, drugs and rock-n-roll, when an older kid on the playground whispers one magical world that changes the course of a male's life forever. And that word is -- NUTS. Once that word is uttered and explained, it opens a portal to the soul that can never be shut. If you are a female reading this and there is a guy around you, lean over to him and whisper "Nuts." and see what happens. He will immediately giggle and then try to talk about Nuts some more. It's what happens. Even a scientist who works exclusively with squirrels and their winter hoarding habits will laugh his Nuts off at the mention of the world Nuts.
Logically the next logical question is, when is the right time to kick somebody in the Nuts? Almost never but most of the time almost always is the correct answer. When a young man discovers Nuts, he has to kick other young boys in them, Watching them stop, drop and squeal. If you have never been kicked in the Nuts, do not tell anybody. Especially another man, young or old, because he will almost certainly give you a quick pop in the Nuts. Why? Because it's what needs to happen to keep the Earth on it's axis.
So, to recap: Nuts.
Posted by Mick Betancourt on 06/04/2010 | Permalink
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Turner Classic Movies host Robert Osborne is the silver-haired, silver-tongued hero to millions of people whose idea of a new movie is one that came out during the second half of the Great Depression. I actually met him once at the Friars Club in Manhattan. The Friars used to be glittery showbiz hangout where Milton Berle and Frank Sinatra traded zingers at the bar and compared penis sizes in the men’s room. Now it has the feel of a classy rec-room at an upscale senior center, where grandparents and their cardio specialists hobble in for the kind of food that they used to serve at the second-best country club in the suburban Baltimore.
Robert (I hope he doesn’t mind me calling him by first name) was having
dinner, and he looked as dapper chewing on a parker house roll as he
does introducing a festival celebrating the movies of Wallace Beery.
After finishing my light Friars club dinner of prime rib and chocolate
profiterole, I screwed up my courage, walked over to his table and
introduced myself to him as a fan. Robert graciously accepted my homage
and then introduced me to his dinner companions, Dickie Moore and Jane
Powell.
Dickie Moore, despite that name, is not a porn star. He was a child actor and member of Our Gang, aka The Little Rascals, and is most famous for not meeting a horrible, premature death like most of his co-stars. Jane Powell is a 1950s-era MGM musical star, now married to Moore. I made obeisance to Mr. Moore and Ms Powell, who were very sweet and even gave me a peppermint.
Robert is a smooth and sophisticated throwback to an era when no one ever said anything bad about anyone else on the television, unless you were a suspected commie. His employer, Turner Classic Movies, shows many great films but the most fun is when Robert has to intro a film he clearly clearly dislikes. Robert clearly can't say, “Skip this dud, because you’re better off catching a nap before going out to cash your Social Security check.” He is the master of dancing lightly around the fact that he wouldn’t watch a certain movie if you paid him. Here are some of the gilded phrases the great and mighty Osborne is likely to use when the Turner Classic Movie is just a movie, not a classic.
• “This comedy, starring Sonny Tufts and Olivia De Havilland was shot during one of rainiest seasons ever in Hollywood, and everyone had to bring an umbrella to work.”
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