“Hey, how you doin’ back there in that cab? Yeah, it’s us, Regis and Kelly!”
Good God. Remember George C. Scott in Hardcore? “TURN IT OFF!!!!!”
Seriously, this is what you gotta go through now pretty much every time you get a taxi in New York. It’s particularly hilarious to hear perky Kelly chirp, “Boy, cabs are a lot more fun than they used to be.” Speak for yourself, you bony freak. For my money, the peak “fun” period of cabbing around NYC was 1987–1995, after which point I felt somewhat compelled to cease indulging in illegal activities in them. And even after that, you could still smoke in them up until around the turn of the century. Even as a reformed smoker, I still count a few puffs as WAY higher on the “fun” meter than encountering Kelly Ripa’s image in a cab.
Or the 70s, when – if you were lucky – you might get Philip Glass as a cabbie. Or Travis Bickle.
I hit the OFF button on those damn TVs as soon as I get in. Still, it’s better than when they had that seat-belt campaign going on, and every time you got in there was that damn tape-looped Elmo telling you to “Buckle up, for safety!”
Yeah, buckle your lip, lintface, before I do it for you.
Man, Ripa was HOTTT when she was on AMC. Sorry to see the march of time go one…
Thank goodness I’m too poor to ride cabs.
On a recent trip to the emergency room, I was confronted by Lyons Pere and Bayles in the back seat of my cab.
He, imagine how it feels to be the cabbie in this situation. Those poor bastards hear that shit ALL. DAY. LONG.
@Lou—Yes, that must have been awful. But at least the NBC manifestation of Taxi TV sometimes offers segments featuring the toothsome (as yuppified TV mannequins go) Sarah Gore.
@Bilge—No, it must be hell for the cabbies. Another reason for them to pretty much glue the Bluetooth earpiece to their heads.
So someone who stops puffing is ‘reformed’? I wasn’t aware it was a sin!
Ripa’s still hot. At least IMHO.