Given the recent, um... unpleasantness... in the men's room, I thought I'd offer this new model urinal. Guaranteed to confuse terminators. But, ah, be careful when you flush; I'm not sure where the water actually... goes.
The Wulfshead club is a well known watering hole for all the strange and unusual people in the world. And for those just passing through... No one's quite sure exactly where the club itself is located, and the very anonymous management likes to keep it that way, but there are authorized access points at locations all around the world, if you know where to look. And if your name's on the approved list. ~Simon Green, Daemons Are Forever
Stunning stuff. I've only seen the double klein once.
ReplyDeleteThrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
ReplyDeleteThrice and once, the hedge-pig whin'd.
ReplyDeleteHarpier cries:—'tis time! 'tis time!
ReplyDeleteRound about the caldron go...
ReplyDeleteHrmph, don't mind some of our strange and unusual patrons, sir.
ReplyDeleteBut, seriously:
Triple, triple toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble, sir.
I need to have a talk with you...