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WOW! That’s a lot of plaster nipples…

Okay, last one from that last country fair. Most of the fêtes and fairs we go to have an organ-playing automaton or two, but this thing was in a class by itself. This is the 115 Key Verbeek Centenerary Organ, though I gather from YouTube chatter the naked figures are perhaps new…?

Anyhoo, it was big and loud. And, however it is they program these things these days they’re still making them. While we stood there, this one played Somebody That I Used to Know.

My dad had a fascination with pipe organs and music boxes. I remember him sitting at the kitchen table with an X-Acto slicing little rectangular holes in a player piano roll to make it play that creepy old hymn, How Tedious and Tasteless the Hours. Is it any wonder I grew up to be a serial killer?

Wait…I didn’t say that out loud, did I?

Turn up, turn up, turn up — tomorrow, 6pm WBT. Dead Pool Round Thirty Eight. Don’t miss your chance for prize dick!


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: September 28, 2012, 12:05 am

Now there’s a post worthy of the Internet I Used To Know.

Comment from Spad 13
Time: September 28, 2012, 1:20 am

Some Cereal’s just need killin’.

Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: September 28, 2012, 3:22 pm

When I lived on the Ohio river I saw a steam-powered calliope. That sucker was LOUD!

Comment from Doubting Rich
Time: September 28, 2012, 3:41 pm

Any connection between the “serial killer” comment and the dead pool announcement? You don’t help it along if it’s been going a while do you?

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