RIP Polaroid
| quote: | | Polaroid has announced it's ceasing production of its instant film, which will become unavailable after 2009. |
Source: http://blogs.pcworld.com/techlog/archives/006464.html
*rip*
Years from now, my son may accidentally stumble upon a racy little collection of my ex-girlfriends in their full glory... This is how I see the conversation:
- "Dad, what are these?"
- "Son, these are pictures of my ex-girlfriends, before they became saggy, cellulite-riddled, plaid-dressing, unattractive home-makers."
- "No, dad, not the girls - what are these pieces of paper?"
- "Son, before our digital holo-albums, digital paper, even before digital cameras, there was once a company called "Polaroid". They came about in an era of another archaic and now defunct technology called "film". Polaroid was a wonderful company - it allowed horny teenagers like me to take picture mementos of their love interests, without having to submit the film for processing. This saved them an embarassement or quimsical looks from the photo developer... or even a possible questioning by the authorities. The Polaroid company made a camera, which created these pictures instantly. These papers you're holding are called "Polaroids", after the camera that made them."
-"Yeah, but why not a full scale holo-scan with sensory download, so you can bone her any time you like dad? I got an archive of like 30 of my exes, which I get to bone whenever I want. Hell, I even did a holo of my exe's dog, just for shits and gigles... and then 3DT'd (3d texting, with imaging in 3D) her the money shot! In retrospect, may have been inappropriate, but Mikey and I were super-stoned on that AngelMethaDustCrackaineExtasy-tron... so, we weren't thinking straight." he'd say.
"I'd say - we didn't have all this fancy-shmancy technology you punks have, we had to make do with these tiny pictures and out of focus shots, while manually stimulating ourselves in between the ACTUAL act of INTERCOURSE, not the SIMS you bastards are running! Don't you kids actually touch or see each other anymore??"
- "Nooooo way dad, ewwww! You're sooo gross and antiquated! Ok, gotta jet, have a WOW orgy at 3! Later, old man!"
-"Bye son, be safe!" I'll say with regret, as I make way to the shower and think of old times, while fapping...
The end.
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