Dr.Froterstein controls his geek robot by remote control. This green shirted monstrosity stomps on small toys, attends keynotes, and stares incessantly at the breasts of female attendees.
"This is where my pornography comes from."
After a vendor mentioned how slender and smooth the new iMac remote was, Eric started to get an idea. A dirty dirty idea.
Because when you think 'California', you think mountain lions, fighter jets, and sheers used to cut the ears off of screaming prostitutes.
Guy (internal): Gorgeous flight attendants? Shit, why'd I have to take the train?!
Exhibitor: Sure, these could easily fit 4 human heads. Why do you ask?
Whenever Frank needs to break the ice while selling his server vaults, he tells the customer how well it quiets down even the noisiest servers or the odd whining child. They never fail to laugh at his little "joke."
The iPod nano cases reminded Darlene of her ex-boyfriend: small, rubbery, and no matter how lovingly she caressed it, it never got harder.
Apple employees love sending the goatse image to one another on the showroom floor.
How's this for meta.
The new MacBook Pro taken for a ride. It went thru the usual paces: photoshopping a movie poster, web browsing for mac news, and using photobooth to alter pictures of your genitals.
A jacket guaranteed to get you action on the showroom floor. And nowhere else.
Due to the addictive nature of Bejeweled 2, the identity of this gamer will not be revealed. Don't worry Wil, your secret is safe with me.
After fending off wave after wave of people who thought their program was used to erase the memories of minors, the programmers were starting to doubt their faith in the goodness of humanity.
