Tomacco Road

According to Wired News, someone has realized Homer Simpson’s dream of “tomacco”— a tomato/tobacco plant. And yes, it bears fruit with nicotine, though there’s a minor catch.

And, of course, a question….

Which cartoon invention would most benefit the world, or just be really, really cool?

Some ground rules: it doesn’t have to be as possible as a tomacco plant, but it has to be somewhat plausible. Things which can only exist or function if the Laws of Cartoon Physics are in effect should perhaps be avoided.

Or, if that’s not interesting enough, then screw the ground rules and pass the portable holes…

6 replies on “Tomacco Road”

  1. Ghost in the Shell

    Cyberbrain implants. Among other things, you gain the ability to directly interface with computers and the internet, virtual telepathy with fellow cyborgs, and immortality through uploading your consciousness to a digital medium.

    But I suppose GitS may be considered too serious to be a cartoon. And also, pretty much all its tech was lifted from Neuromancer.

  2. Don’t forget
    Skittlebrau!

    Seriously, there was a college kid (of course) who tried different Skittles/beer combos to see what worked best. Turns out Lowenbrau and Skittles aint half bad.

    • Re: Don’t forget

      Skittlebrau!

      Seriously, there was a college kid (of course) who tried different Skittles/
      beer combos to see what worked best. Turns out Lowenbrau and
      Skittles aint half bad.

      Of course, by the time he got to that combination he was quite drunk, so
      further analysis might be required to acertain the actual quality of the
      combo. : )

      • Re: Don’t forget

        Of course, by the time he got to that combination he was quite drunk, so further analysis might be required to acertain the actual quality of the
        combo. : )

        But he did get to experience that most-famous of Hanna-Barbera cartoon innovations, the six-block long hallway with the same table and lamp every few feet, which somehow fits into even the tiniest of homes. Although in his case, it was the same washroom sink he kept passing in order to get to the ever-receding toilet.

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