This is a small radio market. Middle of the road market, pop crap mostly, and recent graduates of broadcast school. We have a girl who sounds about 12, with the voice of a pre-pubescent chipmunk, and PUUUts EXXXXtra EMMMMphasis at the STAAAAARt of EEEEEAch WORRRRRd, like she’s taking a shit.
She told me the other morning, in what is sometimes like a newscast, that The Scientists have discovered a shit-load of water on Mars. Polar caps much bigger than they suspected, enough water to cover the surface 11 metres deep if melted.
A thirty-odd foot deep ocean. Well what fucking good is that? The ‘lawyers-at-the-bottom-of-the-sea’ joke wouldn’t work anymore for one thing. They could just swim up. And if you weighed them down you could probably still see them there, waving on the bottom like kelp, which would be a bit a of a downer. Might as well chuck em in a swimming pool. See? It just loses all appeal.
Probably Martian Space Lawyers would have the ability to breath under water too.
She told me the other morning, in what is sometimes like a newscast, that The Scientists have discovered a shit-load of water on Mars. Polar caps much bigger than they suspected, enough water to cover the surface 11 metres deep if melted.
A thirty-odd foot deep ocean. Well what fucking good is that? The ‘lawyers-at-the-bottom-of-the-sea’ joke wouldn’t work anymore for one thing. They could just swim up. And if you weighed them down you could probably still see them there, waving on the bottom like kelp, which would be a bit a of a downer. Might as well chuck em in a swimming pool. See? It just loses all appeal.
Probably Martian Space Lawyers would have the ability to breath under water too.
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