Sunday, January 15, 2012

N. B.

I should like to point out that Civilization has, now, technologically bypassed the need for "telephone sanitizer" as a job and that the conclusion must inevitably follow that the meaning of this universe is not and cannot be, 42.

What a relief!

8 comments:

BobG said...

You're saying that the British don't need their toilets cleaned any more?

Carl-Bear said...

Does that mean the feds will transfer all the obsolete telephone sanitizers to the TSA, where they'll sanitize TSOs for our protection?









Thought not.

Roberta X said...

I keep tellin' ya and tellin' ya, Carl, ignore the smell, those red booths with all the little windows and the odd thing that takes your money are not pissoirs. "When in Rome" does not apply here. ...No, no, not the blue one with the light, either....

Oh, boy. See if you can boost his sonic screwdriver, Carl!

Carl-Bear said...

Screwdriver, hell. I shot that little mobile toaster and boosted the TARDIS. Gonna take it back a few years and patent thing (ever thought about how tough it is to prove who first invented a time machine?); that should torque off the Gallifreyans.

Kinda hoped Ace would be there, but it looks like I intercepted it at the wrong point in the timestream sequence.

At least I don't have to sweat TSA checkpoints anymore.

Pedant said...

"History of the term "telephone Sanitizer"":
http://tlb.org/telsan.html

Loki1776 said...

The important thing, of course, is: do you know where your towel is?

MSgt B said...

*Checking the skyline for dolphins*

Old Fat Sailor said...

Something about fish?