Friday, December 05, 2008

Gun Crazy

My mother bought every late-night item Ron Popeil and his colleagues have ever shilled between the hours of midnight and dawn. She had the bamboo steamer, the tomato-slicing ginzu knives, the Buttoneer and, the strangest gadget of all, the machine that scrambled eggs inside the shell.

This single gizmo saved mankind hours of back-breaking labor scrambling eggs in a bowl.

But Mom never had this, a form that lets you fry an egg in the shape of a classic Colt Peacemaker. So go ahead, eat your gun. And just in time for Christmas.

Damn, people are strange.


Stephen Blackmoore said...

Are you fucking kidding me? I NEED THIS. Man, if I'd had this when I was a kid... well, I'd probably be a lot more screwed up, actually.

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