The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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and you get a hand drawn copy of a M.C. Escher print.

I put in a hot-pink, polyvinyl cat suit...

but cannot find the necessary hot-pink, polyvinyl cat to put in it.


I put in a furry, purry, pussy (Felix domesticus, this one).
 
Which burns in the sunlight.


I put in a Parker pen


and you The Martini Formula


Parker pen an advertising campaign in the early 1970s, simply showing a hand using a Parker Pen to write the following 'mathematical' formula on a piece of paper:
frac{(3.5G + frac{V}{2})}{4(H_{2}O)^3} + 3(360^circ) = M
The result was that they received numerous inquiries by chemists, mathematicians, and physicists, asking for the meaning of the formula, as they could not figure it out. The formula is actually a humorous representation for the recipe of a Martini: 3.5 shots of gin and half a shot of vermouth over 4 parts H 2 O 3 (water cubed = ice), finished off with three stirs (the 3×360°).

Apparently the campaign received one very critical letter asking "Who ever heard of a martini without an olive?".






I put in Jimi Hendrix's guitar. . .
 
and you get beheaded bats! :eek:

("Little Wing" is my favorite Hendrix. I enjoyed the YouTube link, HP, you sexy dragon, you. :kiss:)

I put in U2's Rattle and Hum CD...

and you get a pass to Joshua Tree National Park.

I put in a pilgrimage to Zabriskie Point...
 
And Martina Navratilova steps out and smacks you with her racket.


I put in a hackey sack.
 
But they cut off the circulation to your ankles.


I put in a copy of "Vocal Intonation" by Ben Stein

and you get George H.W. Bush or vodoo economics... "Anyone? Anyone?"

I put in a DVD of The Empire Strikes Back...
 
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