Blow-drying ipods always made Jason remember fondly days working as a vacuum repairman.
Time slowed to a crawl as Stan continued. I'm pretty sure I saw two guys fall down and a baby being devoured by parents that had gone mad with boredom.
What every music aficionado/mad scientist wants for Xmas.
The guy in the hat read the sign, kicked the new Quark logo, then spat on the ground. Security however, didn't pursue. With all the hatred for Quark, unless it elevates to arson, they don't bother with it.
Still would have sold better than the flower-power iMac.
Tyler enjoys an acid nacho.
Alan was crushed. Now even printed women wouldn't look at him.
"...and that's how you make custom labels for your baby. So whether you forget its name, what it likes to eat, or who the daddy is, our product will be there to remind you."
...a man who could barely remember the name of his company without looking at his notes.
Not an authorized booth.
He and the Mac OS 9.0.2 guy got seriously shit-faced at the after party that first night.
For those sexy underwater shots you've always wanted to do with your girlfriend. You know, if you had a pool. Or a camera. Or a girlfriend.
Salesman on right: No, is very silent and secure. I keep young son in one when he misbehave. He cry and cry, but neighbors no hear. Superb air flow too. He never pass out.
John Mayer bot 3.0 rocked the house with his acoustic rendition of 'Baby Got Back'.
