Just Like In Vegas, What Happens In My Ride...

Yourz truly was surfin' the triple-dubya, when I came across something twisted: neon door handles! Safely wired and plugged, it glows green when unlocked, and red when not. It silently yet succinctly says "Occupied" on comfort room stalls; or it says "Don't disturb me while I'm with my secretary" on the corporate boardroom door.

I began to wonder: are there any neon grips for my pimped-up ridez? To my shock and awe, I found 'em... but as a patent! Dang!--I so wanted to bring Vegas with me--those flashy lights make moths outta mommas... And who doesn't like Ka-ching! Ka-ching! to ring in his ears?

See the bright lights/ In my suite sight
All the playas below/ Keep on owing dough
Yet here's the spin/ I'm sure to win
You got the slot/ I'll hit the 'pot

Ka-ching! Ka-ching!/ Ka-ching! Ka-ching!
Me got the paper/ Gimme gimme the pucker
Ka-ching! Ka-ching!/ Ka-ching! Ka-ching!
Pull down on the lever/ Got more for your hunger

Okay... my Vegas-lovin' alter-ego may have a come a bit too far, but still, it would be hot to have neon car door handles. Beyond being blingy, these thangs can also blink like turning signals. How cool is that?