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Sleep, sleep...ACK!
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FIRST!!
Posted by: chuck | March 28, 2008 at 01:51 PM
paranoid much?
Posted by: D-Lited 2B Here | March 28, 2008 at 01:52 PM
Looks kinda like one of Siouxie's contraptions. And I notice it offers no cure for snoring.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 01:54 PM
Where'd you nimrods get the specs for my bed? That's classified information ... !
Posted by: Jack Bauer | March 28, 2008 at 01:54 PM
What happens when the biological attack comes from under the sheets??
Posted by: jon | March 28, 2008 at 01:55 PM
How wombat resistant is it?
Posted by: SpamLamb | March 28, 2008 at 01:57 PM
Posted by: jon | March 28, 2008 at 01:57 PM
Ladies, here's a casting call to be an extra in a Johnny Dep movie . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | March 28, 2008 at 01:58 PM
*SNORK*@jon!
Posted by: baligurl | March 28, 2008 at 01:58 PM
With my luck I'd probably have him coming at me with a razor ... !
Posted by: Steve Haller | March 28, 2008 at 02:01 PM
Was this bed on an episode of Knight Rider?
Posted by: Erb's point | March 28, 2008 at 02:06 PM
LOL jon
Control, dude...control!
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 02:07 PM
I just want to know if it will lower cholestrol.
Posted by: jug | March 28, 2008 at 02:12 PM
Siouxie - sometimes you just get distracted by a big play on ESPN...
Posted by: jon | March 28, 2008 at 02:14 PM
No comet deflector? I didn't see that in the specs....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 28, 2008 at 02:14 PM
Annie, you don't mean something like this? IT's the
latexlatest in bedroom contraptions - I'm sure it controls snoring *EG*Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 02:17 PM
jug - only if you move to the first floor.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 02:18 PM
um...warning.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 02:18 PM
That is available by special order only, MtB. you gotta read the fine print.
Posted by: wickedwitch | March 28, 2008 at 02:19 PM
I really see no need for this kind of bed, Dave.
Posted by: HAL 9000 | March 28, 2008 at 02:19 PM
"The bullet proof polycarbonate barrier is designed to ... provide a sealed temporary safe room and environment."
Um...looks more like a coffin to me!!
Posted by: Diva | March 28, 2008 at 02:21 PM
LMAO looking back at my own link...it's like the "Space Bag" for pervs!
I kill me.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 02:23 PM
Siouxie...that's creepy. Shrink-wrapped humans. Ick.
Good job!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 02:23 PM
After the Northridge Quake out here, earthquake beds were popular. Think four-poster made from cast-iron. For about $10k. Seatbelt optional.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 02:25 PM
It protects you from "robotic arms"? Man, talk about being thorough with your paranoia.
Posted by: daisyj | March 28, 2008 at 02:30 PM
Siouxie, you seem to be intimately familiar with all of the products on that site or were you just browsing? NTTAWWT.
Posted by: wickedwitch | March 28, 2008 at 02:31 PM
Wait.. the latex bed has "A reinforced hole for the vacuum cleaner attachment."
I don't even want to know what you do with the vacuum cleaner (and I've got a pretty dirty mind already!)
Posted by: jon | March 28, 2008 at 02:32 PM
daisyj, the robotic arms are defensive. In case the tear gas and weapons don't get the intruders, you can give them a nasty pinch on the arm.
Posted by: ellie | March 28, 2008 at 02:34 PM
jon, you use it to suck the air out, silly! (like the space bags).
wicked, just browsing ;-) Really.
la la la
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 02:35 PM
Anyone else see a problem with this design (think couples)?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 28, 2008 at 02:36 PM
jon - that vacccuum is used to provide the suction to pull the latex top sheet down onto the bed (and any occupying human(s)). If you want to do anything naughty to the shrink-wrapped human with a vuccuum, you'll need a second shop-vac. Not that I have any personal experience...
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | March 28, 2008 at 02:37 PM
and now i lay me down to sleep
hope my defenses are deep
if perimeters get breached
suppressing fire will get them teached
kevlar sheets to keep me warm
and help the bad guys buy the farm
filters to keep w.m.d's
(at least until i have to pee)
Posted by: insomniac | March 28, 2008 at 02:38 PM
This seems contradictory to me:
"make sure that your bondage partner is comfortable"
Posted by: jon | March 28, 2008 at 02:41 PM
Umm, DPC? You weren't recently doing some construction work were you?
Posted by: jug | March 28, 2008 at 02:41 PM
Meanie - people that paranoid usually aren't part of a 'couple'.
*yes, I'm baiting for horror stories of paranoid spouses*
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 02:46 PM
AWbh, my ex's weren't paranoid, i WAS out to get them.
Posted by: wickedwitch | March 28, 2008 at 02:53 PM
Can anyone remenmber the days when you called a number hoping that the person you wanted to speak to would be at that location, and that was all the phone was good for? Or remember when a TV was piece of furniture that stood in the corner and all you had to know was how to program the VCR? Or remember when a bed was merely a thing that you slept on? Or remember when your car could be tuned by a guy in an overall with a spanner sticking out of his back pocket and a cigarette sticking out of the corner of his mouth?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | March 28, 2008 at 02:57 PM
*cranks up the geezer rocket*
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 02:59 PM
Ah, the good ol' days, Mot.
Whoo! insom said, "perimeter!"
*drinks*
Posted by: Diva | March 28, 2008 at 03:01 PM
**swims up from the depths of he!!**
Hey Mot - I can even remember when changing the channel really WAS changing the channel - with a DIAL ! *click* *click* click* We had a cabinet TV, and VCR's were not invented yet. At about midnight, the Indian would come on the TV and emit that droning buzz noise to let us know it was time to go to bed already.
**rides Siouxie's geezer rocket back to he!!**
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:04 PM
When I think "protection in bed" this is definitely NOT what comes to mind.
Posted by: diane | March 28, 2008 at 03:06 PM
my dear old Dad told me that the only reason that i was conceived was so that he would have someone to change the channels for him. i'm not really sure that he was kidding.
Posted by: wickedwitch | March 28, 2008 at 03:06 PM
Tel!!! LTNS! how's it going???
I remember that and the rabbit ear antennaes
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 03:08 PM
I sooo gotta have one! They even protect against tornadoes!
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | March 28, 2008 at 03:08 PM
Wicked - my mom told us that was why she never needed a dishwasher - she had 5 pairs of spare hands !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:09 PM
Hey Siouxie ! Miss you all like crazy, but we are at the end of our fiscal year. *sigh* I know this sounds bad, but being the only one who can run the programs around here SUCKS OUT LOUD !
I blurk every moment I get and you are my sanity - you keep my spirits up !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:13 PM
jeez Tel, she must have had a bunch of dishes to do. fortunately, my parents only had one TV.
Posted by: wickedwitch | March 28, 2008 at 03:15 PM
WE are your sanity????
Oh you poor poor woman!! ;-)
(miss you too, smoooch!!!) I'm going a bit nuts here with April 15th almost here, but I have my moments I can escape).
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 03:16 PM
She's an EXCELLENT cook so by the time she got done with dinner, there were always pots, pans and seven place settings to deal with. She didn't care - she had 5 kids to do the work. All she had to worry about was referee-ing the inevitable fights over who had to do the pots and pans - roundly hated by one and all !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:19 PM
Is this like Schroedinger's cat? Are you both dead and alive while sleeping in the bed?
Posted by: Elon Weintraub | March 28, 2008 at 03:20 PM
Telecom...we had a VCR with a "remote". It was attached with a cable that was a useless 3' long. We still had to get up to rewind or pause, but we didn't have to walk as far.
Posted by: ellie | March 28, 2008 at 03:21 PM
I suppose I should get one. Seeing as I'll be at the Rice Quantum Institute in the summer, it seems appropriate enough.
Posted by: Elon Weintraub | March 28, 2008 at 03:23 PM
Well, I'm under 5'8'' so I definitely qualify to be an extra in a Johnny Depp movie!! But it said this: "It can be a wonderful, life-changing experience. It can also be incredibly boring." What the hell?! Which one is it?
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | March 28, 2008 at 03:24 PM
And Siouxie, that link! My god!
*wonders how many men have escaped from Siouxie's house*
*wonders how many haven't*
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | March 28, 2008 at 03:26 PM
Siouxie - you keep me in stitches ! And your links are lethal - but I use them as self defense. When my boss wants to hang over my shoulder, I show him a link or two of yours and he runs screaming for the hills !
Right now, I've taught him how to look stuff up on the interwebs, so he and my co-worker are looking at baseball stats. Woo Hoo - break for me !!!
I'm trying to get him addicted to the net so he'll leave me alone.
Glad to be back to the living again !
(((((Siouxie))))) for April 15th - it's getting close !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:28 PM
The very first remotes made a loud click sound and were even called clickers. Everybody also had their own idea of what the picture quality was like and we all endlessly fiddled with the bunny ears.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | March 28, 2008 at 03:29 PM
*snork* @ Wench !!! Don't go to Siouxie's basement !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:31 PM
Anyone remember those hand-cranked VCRs? Man, those were a pain...
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 28, 2008 at 03:32 PM
Mot, and we'd be fighting over how "orange" or "red" the faces looked.
Tel, thanks :-) i'm glad to know I can scare your boss into leaving you alone. It's a gift.
Lizzy, "the world may never know..."
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 03:34 PM
Wench - extras stand around waiting for ever on a set...that's the boring part. That's funny you have to be under 5'8" - he must be pretty short so you can't overshadow him.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 03:37 PM
Annie - but the eats are excellent ! I guess at 5'9 1/2", I'm out of the running for that one.
Siouxie - I forgot to say THANK YOU ! You had one a couple of days ago that was like a shroud, but with strategically placed zippers - that one was sooooo worth it ! That was conversation fodder for the whole day !!! He's prolly still having nightmares, but doesn't want to admit it ! Heh heh heh !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 03:49 PM
hehe! you are so very welcome!!
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 03:54 PM
Annie---if I was starring in a movie, I would have to request that all the extras be 4'11'' and under. Preferably well under, cause I want to look tall for a change.
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | March 28, 2008 at 03:55 PM
Yes, Tel, the eats are wonderful on a set. Glad to see you're entertaining your boss.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 03:57 PM
"It can be a wonderful, life-changing experience. It can also be incredibly boring." What the hell?! Which one is it?
Wench, may I add that's also true about marriage?
Posted by: baligurl | March 28, 2008 at 04:03 PM
"It can be a wonderful, life-changing experience. It can also be incredibly boring." What the hell?! Which one is it?
Wench, may I add that's also true about marriage?
Posted by: baligurl | March 28, 2008 at 04:03 PM
Hi Annie -
I did a bunch of work for Warner Bros. back in the day when I was still in telecomm, and we were allowed pretty much everywhere there was a phone, or phone jack. Pilfered some good eats, while zipping around on my golf cart !
My boss needs a girlfriend or a hobby - I'm trying to work on the hobby part, with the computers !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 04:10 PM
Baligurl, that is what chocolate is for. The downtimes. I'm sure it has saved many a marriage.
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | March 28, 2008 at 04:15 PM
Wench - yup. I used kisses to wake up my ex. Hershey kisses. Airborne ones.
And stay outta our food service, dammit!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 04:19 PM
HA ! Did I beat Siouxie to #69 ???
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 04:20 PM
...fired from a potato gun....
whut?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 04:21 PM
Annie, the number one rule of marriage is:
1. Never throw the chocolate.
Plates are much more expendable. Chocolate is forever.
And I couldn't help myself! The food service was just so tempting!
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | March 28, 2008 at 04:24 PM
The only place chocolate is forever is on my thighs.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 28, 2008 at 04:42 PM
Annie - I woulda stayed out of the food service, except that they make it look so darned yummy, I couldn't stand it. And that way I didn't have to go to the commissary at lunch - neener !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 05:32 PM
My ass.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 05:33 PM
*Slinks in®*
Mot, your post brought up a funny memory. When I was a teenager, "On TV" came out. It was the first (I think) pay tv service here in Chicago.
The channel (yes, I think it was only one channel) was broadcast over regular airwaves, but scrambled. If you purchased the service, you got a de-scrambler of some kind.
Of course, we didn't subscribe. But sometimes if you were regular-channel surfing, you would catch moments of the On TV channel that were unscrambled.
And late at night, On TV ran "adult" fare. Very adult. Very, very, adult.
I will never forget when my parents were in the other room, chatting away, looking for a program to watch. Click-click-click on the manual dial (those were pre-remote days, at least in our house).
Conversation I overheard:
"Find something funny. Is Johnny Carson still on?"
Click. Click.
"What's that?"
"It's that new channel."
"Why is it all wavy like that?"
"You have to pay for it."
"Oh, look! The waving stopped! [click] Wait! Go back!"
Click.
"See? It's not waving anym...
What are they doi..."
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
"Aww..." *
Click.
(This is a particularly funny memory for me, because my parents were such church-going, clean-living people. It was all I could do not to SNORK out loud from my room, once I realized what they found themselves watching... for FREE!)
* signal re-scrambled
Posted by: Cat R | March 28, 2008 at 06:33 PM
*snork* Cat ! That's HYSTERICAL ! Loved the way you wrote that - I was right there with ya !!!
Posted by: Telecomdropout | March 28, 2008 at 07:03 PM
Cat, that is priceless!!! LMAO
Posted by: Siouxie | March 28, 2008 at 10:18 PM