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No way to go

November 13th, 2019

The Watergate break-in. Nixon’s re-election. Bloody Sunday. The terrorist attack at the Olympics in Munich. Hurricane Agnes. The Christmas bombing on North Vietnam.

The year of my birth had no shortage of horrors and tragedies, but one of the most disturbing of the lot took place in countless bathrooms across America.

To ask “why?” is to imply that the universe is governed by quantifiable principles. Any pretense of “logic” flew out the window when some unholy alchemist of the household arts decided that folks’ shitters would be improved by wrapping every fixture in garishly hued artificial fur.

It is any wonder my generation grew up so psychically damaged?

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3 Responses to “No way to go”

  1. Zeno

    Just horrific.

    I learned from a David Attenborough documentary that there certain species of `70s fast food mascots, such as grimasus kroftii, that have been known to chew their own appendages off to escape from traps.

  2. Sol Bermann

    The horror
    The horror

    I had no idea that tank covers were EVER made let alone like this

  3. DensityDuck

    “It really looks like fur!”

    no, it…doesn’t…

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