Monday, March 15, 2010

STEVIEB'S MAC

"A battery?" the Macbook said to me over the weekend. "Nope haven't seen it."

"It's right there! It's literally attached to you!” I screamed. “See! Right there.”

“Uh, no. And please don’t yell at me. There is no sign of a battery; I don’t think there ever was one. I don’t know what to tell you….you have wanted to spend 100 bucks at the Apple store. For no good reason. You could buy me a new battery.” The Macbook calmly suggested.

“God I hate you” I muttered.

“You could never hate me, I’m your Macbook.”

“Uh, you’re right I could never hate you. You bring so much joy to my world.”

“Well…..yes……and I could send all your porn to everyone you know. Just saying. Go buy me a new battery.”

3 comments:

Wonder Man said...

Macs are the Daleks' secret weapons against us

The Mutant said...

Wait a minute - I think that's like a pre-recorded conversation... my altar-of-apple portable computation device had the exact same conversation with me the other day.

I chose to ignore its whining demands and jammed a power power cord into its arse instead - they love a bit of that action!

Blobby said...

is it good porn?