Sunday, March 05, 2006

WTFES


I hereby institute What The Flippin' 'eck Sunday.

I defy the masses to identify this.

Seal flipper pie for the winner.

13 Comments:

Blogger Anna said...

the back of your refrigerator. final answer.

March 5, 2006 at 8:09 p.m.  
Blogger merlinprincesse said...

Yep! Back of the frige! I recognize that dust.... :(

March 6, 2006 at 12:47 a.m.  
Blogger Alistair Coleman said...

Having lived behind a fridge for the first nine years of my life, I recognise that gubbins instantly.

March 6, 2006 at 5:02 a.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Back of the fridge and you need to dust.

March 6, 2006 at 6:15 a.m.  
Blogger nanuk said...

Heat exchange unit for a 'fridge? WRONG!

It's a scruncheon dicer.

/please send salt beef in lieu of seal flipper pie

March 6, 2006 at 8:01 a.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Its a heated towel holder for someone who lives sideways.

March 6, 2006 at 10:16 a.m.  
Blogger Misty said...

Is it something the badgers dragged in?

March 6, 2006 at 12:55 p.m.  
Blogger The Aunt said...

It is in fact that Victorian, or Leopoldian, hi-tech Belgian apparatus, the chip raquet.

It is used as follows; mustachioed gentleman in stripy jacket bowls potato at other mustachioed gentleman, who swats it hard with the above apparatus, causing it to fly into chips immediately. The chips are collected, fried, and served to local oiks and urchins but only if they clap and cry "très bien swatté, monsieur!".

The reason it's dusty is that the Leopoldian sport of chip tennis has long been in abeyance due to industrial chip-slicing machines, and it has been down the back of a filing cabinet in the Municipal Domestic Arts Museum of Erps-Kwerps for well over a century.

March 6, 2006 at 2:45 p.m.  
Blogger zoe said...

your hannibal-lecter mask.

March 6, 2006 at 2:50 p.m.  
Blogger WrathofDawn said...

Sigh. I can never fool Aunty Marianne. One seal flipper pie, by express post, to Belgium.

SD - You, too? We were evil twins separated at birth, weren't we?

March 6, 2006 at 5:46 p.m.  
Blogger WrathofDawn said...

P.S. - It's a good job Aunty didn't enter Alan's cow flatulence contest. Those yaks would be transversing a whole different mountain range. Excellent explanation by the way. A double helping of flipper pie for you!

March 6, 2006 at 5:47 p.m.  
Blogger Ivy the Goober said...

I'm too late for the contest, but I'm glad because I wouldn't have guessed it anyway and it would have driven me crazy not to know!

March 6, 2006 at 11:23 p.m.  
Blogger WrathofDawn said...

Yes, who would have expected I'd own a Belgian chip raquet. I'm more sophisticated that even I suspected.

March 6, 2006 at 11:30 p.m.  

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