Works like this: I feed you Moon Nukers a straight line, and you hit me with a punch line in the comments.
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
Works like this: I feed you Moon Nukers a straight line, and you hit me with a punch line in the comments.
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
Johnny Cab
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
Preferred by Kennedy
…Or at least Preferred by Kopechne
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
Tip is Zero
Hackable Hackney
Kid Nappy McKidnappyface?
Bitter@Men
(“Once around the park, Bitter@Men” — Arthur)
Crash N. Burns
Cache Cab
My Mother$@#*er The Car
21st Century Edsel
Pinto II
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
Getting taken for a ride.
“Who Wants to Live Forever?”
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
Walken’s Taxi.
Love that scene.
Nadar’s Nightmare
I would’ve gotten it sooner if you used ‘Nader’
Ah. A ref nadir.
What would be a good name for a driverless taxi service?
MobileMarvin’s
…Commuter Rides And Shipment Hosting – C.R.A.S.H.
Otto auto-Auto.
(And yes, it’s the guy from Airplane)
Shall I put a gladiator movie on for you young sir?
Dispatcher (unaware that mike is still on): We ought to route him into Lake Michigan, at least we’ll avoid killing innocent people!
An Improvement
Hell-o Cab
G-oober
Battery’s Not Included
Crush! Kill! Dest — er — Destination, Please?”
Neil de Grasse Datsun
(“unhackable!”)
To build the unhackable hack….
Class. Classic.
The Marx Brothers : The Ritz Brothers = The Beatles : The Monkees
Fuzzy math.
BrunsWiki
(Motto: “Our computers have noticed that people have several similarities to bowling pins.”)
URLset
BugsBuggy
(“Should have taken that left turn at Albuquerque. Fare recalculating”)
No Body…. Drives for us
Hop on the Buss
… Gus
Make a new LAN, Stan
No need to degauss, Klaus
Just get your selfie
We’re All Bezos On This Bus
Had too google it, but perfect.
Firesign Theater is pretty obscure anymore.
Robert De Niro, he can’t act either.
D’oh! Didn’t see this — you beat me to it…
Yugo ‘in My Way?
“Yugo. Yugo Now!”
A Streetcar Named De-Sired
Oh, WIHST!
(Wish I had said that)
I surrender to that one.
High praise from a master punster
Damn system timing out and making me type this…again.
…a driverless taxi took away my old man.
How do the know where to go?
Get it from your Logon?
there will be no fuzzy dice
just a little ol’ payment slot.
Driverless taxis appear from app stores
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back, put your faith in the Cloud
And you’re gone …
{Boom. Boom. Boom.}
Russkies in disguise on demand!
Russkies in disguise on demand!
Russkies in disguise on demand!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh – ahhhhhhhhhh!!
Driverless Miss Daisy.
A Cheap Honeymoon
It was raining hard in Frisco
might there be one more fare to take this night?
A lady up ahead app’d to flag me down…
she got in at the light….
Slight change.
Siri Taxi
It was raining hard in “Frisco
might there be one more fare for the night?
A man used an App to flag my hack
he got in in at the light.
Destination please, my man in blue
if you can’t hear me turn up your gain.
He just looked out the window and said,
Sixteen Park Side lane.
“Something about you matches a file
have you used the cab company before?”
But he said, “First time I’ve every been taken”
and then he didn’t say anything more.
It took a while, but then he was done texting
and he glanced at the wall for my model’s name.
A smile seemed to come to him slowly
it was a sad smile just the same.
And he said, “How are you Siri?”
I said, “Fine, and how are you?’
Through all of the files and all the compiles,
I still remember you.
It was somewhere before my system fail
I used to all his needs quickly fill
and my sexy voice gave him a queer thrill
but we could never take it that far.
You see he was going to be a webmaster
and I was going to be the voice template.
He disappeared into the iCloud.
I was consigned to this crate.
Nice. . . . it’s Siri Chapin. Haven’t remembered this song in years.
I’m afraid there was something inside of me
to which my program was blind
there was this lose circuit
that no one could ever find.
From this something deep inside of me
my new position came about
put in this cab, to make them pay the tab
no self loathing, no self doubt.
There were times I tried to Skype you
emails, texts, emojis by the score
you said your good byes I no longer tried
and then heard from you no more.
Now what is there left for us to talk about?
Whatever we had once was gone.
So I turned the into his driveway
Silicon Valley with it’s fined trimmed lawns.
And he said, “Perhaps we can still Snapchat?”
But I knew it would never be arranged
He tried to pay me Twenty for a two-fifty fare
I’m not programmed for that change.
A feminized program might have faked angry
A better program might have “Seemed” hurt.
But I’m just a bunch of chips and wires.
Law number 3 sez I should feel no hurt.
And he walked away in silence
It’s strange how you never know
He got everything he asked for
I got recycled, and on the go.
You see he was going to be a webmaster
and I was going to be the voice template.
He disappeared into the iCloud.
I was consigned to this crate.
So here he is a Silicon playa
probably got him an Alexa
inside that mansion he calls home.
While I’ve been reassigned to this taxi
can’t take tips, can’t get stoned
Oh God, reprogram me to get stoned.
When the Driver’s Unions complain and the donations stop rolling in. The graft from the Cab Companies better make it up or the Democrats will put an end to this plan.
LAMousine
(Local Area Mobility)
Commodore-to-Door
Task eDriver, with Robot deNiRu
The Trojan Hearse
The Ford-bin Project
Saab / HAL 9000
Medallions? We don’t need no stinkin’ Medallions! Vamanos!
Hire Algorithms
It’s a hard drive.
A trip down random access memory lane.
Techsie ™
Voiceover:
“It’ll be the first cabbie with a Bluetooth you don’t mind riding with.”
Voiceover:
“There are only two things certain in life. Death and Techsies ™.”
LexusNexis — Text Us!
Cray-Cray Commuters
What Would Be a Good Name for a Driverless Taxi Service?
Lawsuit
What Would Be a Good Name for a Driverless Taxi Service?
Film at 11.
What Would Be a Good Name for a Driverless Taxi Service?
Hold My Beer
Bumper cars without the walls
Roller coaster without the rails
Tllt-a-World of Tomorrow calls!
A teacup ride until it fails.
Don’t it always seem to go
you don’t know what you got ’til its gone
Is this the new paradise?
being driven by robots?
Busted flat on dossiers, spying on POTUS,
Feelin’ near as fated as Dem machines.
Comey’s thumb-drive, (D)-cell down, just before arraigned,
Tracked it all the way to New Orleans.
Well, I took my Harpoons out
For the dirty Rat supporters
Blowin’ choom while Commies sang the blues,
Hard disc wipers overtime
Commies clappin’ hands and I’m
Erasin’ every wrong on that drive anew.
Fredo’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose,
No lunch ain’t worth nothin’ if it’s free,
Feelin’ good was I.T. lore,
Commies sang the blues,
Feeling good, that’s good enough for me,
Good enough for a majority.
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Commie shared the secrets of Marcy Park;
Standin’ right beside me through everything I done,
And every night they — quote — “kept me in the dark.”
Then somewhere near Silicon Valley, Lord, I let ’em slip away,
Still lookin’ for Comey, and I hope they’ll find him —
Well I’d trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
Holder’s commie buddies close to mine.
Fredo’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose,
No lunch ain’t worth nothin’ when it’s free,
Feelin’ good was I.T. lore,
Commies sang the blues,
Feeling good, that’s good enough for me,
Good enough for a majority.
The Cab Calloway, it’s a MINI the Moocher Cooper.
The Obama Taxi, the driver bails right before the cliff edge.
Rent-a-wreck.
Oh, wait, that’s already taken.
Crash Test Dummies.
Oh, wait, already a band.
Death Wish.
Oh, wait, also taken.
Rushin’ Roulette!
“Travis” . . . as in “Travis Bickle..”
Outta Myway!