“Taxi, you Weedin' twit?”

“Hi, I’m Steve Jones.

“And I’m Paul Simonon. You might remember us from those razzle-dazzle punk rock-days of yore. You know, God save the Queen, tear down the system, all that rubbish. Those certainly were the days, right, Steverino?”

“Yes, Paul. But hey, we ail get older. We all take high-paying jobs as computer programmers and session musicians, but that doesn’t mean we have to forget our roots.

“And that’s why we started the Pretty Vacant Cab Company. We guarantee every one of our drivers is a certified ex-punk rock superstar. Just look at those tattoos. Think of it, a midnight champagne jaunt with Poly Styrene behind the wheel. Or perhaps my very good friend Topper Headon taking you for a spin in a Brand New Cadillac."

“Sounds great, Steve. So remember, the next time you need a cab, don’t just look for one that’s vacant. Look for one that’s Pretty Vacant. You bastards.”