Boobs in yo face!
No no that’s just an extra bonus!
I should have a device like that installed in my car.
Stuck in traffic?
With a push of a button and jugs will explode into your grill!
Have your airbags replaced with the torso of a blow-up-betty doll!
Seriously, yuppies think On*Star is the shit,
but they’ve just never fucking experience exploding tittie airbags!
“Airbag boobs saved my life!”
People would crash their cars on purpose!
Insurance would go up!
Yeah, but people would be willing to pay.
Well, guys and lesbians would.
It’d be like combining prostitutes with car insurance.
The Geicko gecko has jack shit on that.
Hrmmmm…. two good tastes on their own, but will it blend?
Think about how terrible and upset you feel when you wreck your car,
when you came too, and took stock of the situation,
you’d be staring at two giant breasts!
It would put your mind at ease and make you feel okay about fucking up.
It’s the insurance companies that would freak when people started calling all psyched that’d they run down a pedestrian and hit a building.
Rob, I think we just found our get-rich-quick scheme.
Now if we can get a pitch man like the sham-wow guy, we’re set for life.
I’m gonna go more Billy Mays.
Vince got his tongue bit off by a hooker.
Yeah, well Billy Mayes is dead from snorting Oxyclean.
I’m just not ready to live with that danger.
Don’t get your tongue bit off by a hooker.
LOL! What?! Billy Mayes was 50! That’s not that young!
Those are the words that I live by.