A man I once knew name Kurt S. lived in Newark. He was frequently drunk and/or stoned. One day he found a five dollar bill and bought some Budweiser Tall Boys with it. He got to "thinking" and decided to dig up a few extra quarters and some duct tape and went to the laundromat. He found a dryer that had a window and taped the two cans of beer he had left to the inside of the dryer. He used the quarters and sat back and waited.
"They shot their load," he said. But I wasn't prepared for the smell it produced. Like a brewery."
Nice times in the late 70's.
posted by Robert Whitaker Sirignano @ 11:05 AM
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Fascinating! When I was in grad school in the 1960's, there was a fad of riding dryers. The dryers were big enough that you could climb inside and get someone outside to start it running. It was cheaper than a carnival ride. I tried it once; it was quite exciting, like automated somersaulting. There were articles in the campus newspaper warning us that it could be dangerous.
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