My friend Bug's Butt wrote a brilliant blog entry today about the cumbersome, foiblish relationship the elderly have with the remote control.My mind occasionally (and by occasionally, I mean always) needs outside stimuli to produce cognizant, lucid thought - and Bug's piece was the catalyst. Why, I thought, should the remote control be limited to televisions and DVD players, when they could serve a perfectly good purpose in other aspects of life?
For instance, I believe there should be a remote to turn on the girlfriend or spouse. "What, honey... not in the mood tonight?" *click* "How 'bout now?"
In a related area, sometimes men just don't have the energy to masturbate. There should be a remote for that, too... just hit the 'ejaculate' button. Then, the 'roll over and go to sleep' button.
There should be a remote to flip the meat on the grill without having to labor out in that hot sun and breath the carbon-filled smoke. How can we be expected to finish our beer when we're worrying with meal preparation? *click*... food's done. (important: don't confuse the masturbation remote with the burger-flipping remote)
There should be a remote control that mutes the neighbor lady when she's showering. Jesus, do I really need to hear her rendition of "Love Shack" through the wall when I'm trying to go potty?
There should be a remote which automatically picks out clothes that match. My friend Mike could stop looking like a used car salesman. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
A remote should be invented that moves the car in front of you to another lane. The finger I have been using doesn't work the greatest, although it's gotten my paint job keyed on a couple of occasions.
It would be supremely nice to have a remote that makes the doorbell ring during phone calls, so I have an excuse to hang the hell up. That remote would also double as a dog-teasing device, since Regis loses his cool when somebody stops by.
Finally, and perhaps mostly, when the television remote is across the room and you're on the couch, it would be nice to have a remote... to get that remote. Left with no more real reason, many could then abandon their plan to have kids.
This is my family room footstool. Clearly, I need a universal remote.
7 comments:
I just want you to know that when you aren't around, I use ALL of the remotes. All of them.
And, did you really need to ask for a remote to help you masturbate? I mean, seriously. That is like the epitomy of laziness.
I have a feeling you had lil' Dave on your mind a lot last night. Hope it was good for ya. ;-)
I gotta agree with violet on the masterbatory remote, I mean come on. We also have a plethora of remotes that sit in one of those "picnic" type silverware caddies (and resides under an endtable out of sight).
That masturbation remote sounds like the greatest invention for us horny bachelors since the inflatable woman!
My stereo has a remote that I have never once used in the 10 years or so I've had it. And I only use the TV/DVD/surround sound remotes half the time. For me, it's just as easy to get up and turn the channel or start the movie. The TV is only a few steps away from the couch for pete's sake!
But those little stereo remote buttons on the back of my steering wheel? I couldn't live without 'em!
Hey my remote can turn off the smoke dector - and since I'm short and can't reach the darn thing and I haven't clean up the mess the pie made in the oven - it's a good thing.
I want a remote that turns the volume down on my kids....
Haha, I only have 5. I could go for a universal one myself!
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