Now, this Chrysler hi-fi version looks particularly stable. I can just imagine cruising down the road at forty miles per hour, hitting a pothole, having my Bing Crosby record screech to a halt and spilling my high ball all over my linen pants. What a disaster!

Here's Mr. Hipster himself enjoying his turntable now. He's a scratching fiend. In fact he has a whole mobile studio and is planning on putting out a Neptunes-like remix album of Hall & Oates' greatest hits. It's a mobile party!


I already have my patent in for my new invention, AutoCable. Yeah, it's cable TV for your car. Granted, the cable sometimes gets tangled up in bushes and shit (and once I snagged a Dalmatian and dragged it a couple blocks), but I think it's at least as valid as this stupid idea. I'm trying to license it to the Kia people--they need some sort of gimmick to compete with all those fancy schmancy cars out there.