This is a jacket prototype by designer Matt Leggett (not to be confused with Mark Armmett), that has an integrated breathalyzer sewn into the sleeve . Just not a very practical one. *straightening bowtie* Or classy. Designed with an Arduino, an alcohol sensor and a simple LED display, the breathalyzer coat aims as a deterrent to drunk driving. Curious if your blood alcohol level is over the limit? Just blow into the alcohol sensor located in the collar of your coat and watch the LEDs light up on your sleeve, indicating your drunkenness level. I assume the jacket displays blood alcohol content in 0.02 increments, up to 0.08 (the typical legal limit), but I’m not really sure. An even better way of knowing if you’re too drunk to drive? CATCHING YOURSELF BLOWING INTO THE COLLAR OF YOUR JACKET. No — even owning a breathalyzer jacket. If you own a breathalyzer jacket you’re f***ing trashed. Hit the jump for a larger shot of the God, let me just call you a cab (you already lost your phone).

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Questionable: Jacket With Built-In Breathalyzer

Like this! Granted it’s not a new concept because I remember my freshman year of college (’99) my roommate and I used to play Counter-Strike on opposing clans and we’d each hang a bedsheet over the side of our loft so the other person couldn’t see you. Which, fun fact: also worked great for masturbating . For him anyways, I didn’t care if he watched me or not just as long as he let me have one of the sausage biscuits he kept in the mini-fridge afterward. “Uh, GW? That sounded a little too realistic not to be true.” I told you, I ONLY SPEAK THE TRUTH! But, from now on — only to strangers. Damn yeah I want some free candy, mister! Nice van BTW. Hit the jump for one more shot of a similar but different setup.

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Despite my dapper Bond-like online persona, but I’m not really a very classy guy. Shocking, I know. I eat off the floor up to a minute after something’s been dropped, I rarely change out of the same clothes I slept in (often in the back of my car), and I pee on the street more often than on the floor next to a toilet. I drove through Beverly Hills yesterday and, no lie, they asked me to leave. Anyway, maybe you are classy . And, if so, maybe you need a $15K porta-john trailer for your next wedding reception. each one of these $15,000 porta-potties is the size of a trailer, and comes complete with urinals, stalls, fully working sinks with hot water, and even a stereo system to pipe in some tunes. The toilets are even porcelain and everything. It looks more like the kind of setup you’d see at a hotel, not at a wedding. Geez, why not just go the extra mile and install individual catheters at the reception? You won’t even have to stop dancing to pee — just make sure the tube’s still connected to the bag strapped to your leg and piss away. I repeat: MAKE SURE THE TUBE’S STILL CONNECTED TO THE BAG. Trust me, there’s nothing more embarrassing than draining your snake on the dance floor ONTO THE ACTUAL DANCE FLOOR. I turned that Electric Slide into a Slip-n-Slide. Somebody’s grandma broke a hip! $15,000 porta-potties are WAY nicer than your bathroom [dvice]

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Sure it may look like a regular Porsche GT3 wearing a tinfoil helmet so aliens can’t read its mileage, but it’s actually a pedal-powered scale mockup . HOHO! Now I don’t know about you, but I’d pedal that sucker around town and holler at all the fly honeys . Things like, “HOLY SHIT LADY, GET OUT OF THE WAY I CAN’T STOP!!” She will be so turned on. It’s like taking candy from a baby plowing through the Farmer’s Market in a pedal-car. Hit the jump for a ton more pics, and the link to a whole bunch more.

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