The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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Which I use to sharpen my wit. :rolleyes:

I put in an annoyingly low ceiling beam, right in front of the self serve bar, down at the local pub.

The law of diminishing returns is proved when Beer ceases to be an anaesthetic.



I put in a "Stargate Motor"
 
and you get a Note from the late Badger's lawyers seeking compensation.

I put in a fishing rod


And you get a copy of The Old Man and the Sea, autographed by Papa posthumously.

I put in a case of Prometheus Syndrone. You know, when you destroy your liver on a Friday night, and it repairs itself by early Saturday afternoon. ;)
 
And you get a copy of The Old Man and the Sea, autographed by Papa posthumously.

I put in a case of Prometheus Syndrone. You know, when you destroy your liver on a Friday night, and it repairs itself by early Saturday afternoon. ;)

and you get an ashram specializing in transcendental distillation.

I put in a pint of good drinking whisky...
 
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