A fellow bought a new car that set him back a bundle. Two
days later, he went back to the dealer complaining that the
radio wasn’t working. “Mister,” said the sales manager, “the
radio is automated. All you need to do is tell it what you
want to listen to and you will hear exactly that.”
He looked at the radio and said, “Nelson.” The radio
responded, “Ricky or Willie?” The fellow was amazed. If he
wanted Beethoven, that’s what he got. If he wanted Nat King
Cole, he got it. Soon he was driving while listening to the
sounds of “I’m On The Road Again.” Just then he spotted
an oncoming car speeding toward him. He swerved, narrowly
missing the oncoming car.
“Jerk” he muttered.
And from the radio came this, “Ladies and Gentlemen, the
President of the United States.”