sound.
The first man presses his forearm and the beeping stops.
The others look at him questioningly. "That's my pager," he says.
"I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rings. The second man lifts his palm to
his ear.
When he finishes he explains, "That's my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The third man, feeling decidedly low-tech but not to be outdone, decided he had to do something just as impressive.
He steps out of the sauna and goes to the toilet. He returns with a
piece of toilet paper hanging from his a$$.
The others raised their eyebrows and said, "Wow! What's that?"
"I'm getting a Fax," he explains.
