My name is Devon Larratt, and if you study with my eight-week program you will learn a system of arm-wrestling that I learned over two seasons of fighting in the octagon. It’s called Devon Larratt Kwon Do! After one week with me in my eight-week program, you’ll be prepared to wrestle with the strength of a grizzly, the reflexes of a puma, and the wisdom of a drummer.
I feel like ole Orson was being a little harsh. Dean Martin didn’t even write That’s Amore, so you can’t blame him for that one. Anyways, things like that happen to the best of us. Once in a while you go on a 3-week bender, and by the time you sober up you’ve recorded a series of hit novelty records and have a hit Las Vegas show. It happens to me all the time.
When breaking into a house, the act of actually entering the house is the most important part. If you could knock on the door and politely ask permission to enter the domicile, I’m sure you would. However, in most cases you’ll be asked to leave. That’s no good. When push comes to shove, you might have to force your way into the house. That should be pretty easy. That should be the easiest part of the whole exercise. If you can’t get into the house, you should consider a different line of work, because it obviously doesn’t suit your delicate personality.
Well, robots are going to take your job maybe. Not a problem for these Australian workers. An army of C3POs ain’t taking their spot on the construction food chain. Every time I see a breathless article describing robots building houses, I know it’s written by someone who has no idea just how fast houses could get built if everyone just got out of the way. It’s already super-modular and mechanized. It takes forever to build a house because a banker, an architect, a building inspector, a conservation committee, a zoning board, and a bunch of NIMBY neighbors hamstring it every step of the way. Robots won’t speed up the process. You know, unless they’re hunter-killers.