These men have done everything I've ever wanted to do with my life.
|Louis Armstrong |
Best Rube Goldberg machine ever.
Beer: The cause of and solution to this project.
Cool, but come on people breaking glass damn it
That's some awesome found music right there (the clink clink clink, not the gratuitous Queen at the end).
I like that the preload image just looks like the aftermath of a wild party, although I suspect that's how they got the bottles to begin with so maybe it's just one step removed.
I like how it started with a guy on the toilet. I imagine the dude had enough time to finish up, wipe, and wash his hands before going to lay down on the floor for the beer at the end.
|Moustache McGillicuddy |
I remember the first time I stacked beer bottle dominoes. August, 1963. Unusually chilly for a summer morning, the wind blew silently against my forehead, causing a slight itching. As I gently extended my arm to scratch my face, I realized I had not thanked my grandmother for her fine culinary skills the night before- a legendary soup-like concoction of hindu spices and slow-roasted chicken, or as we called it. "Grandma's Soup" The intoxicating aroma of the soup caused me to pee a little, simulating my penis, reminding me of dominoes.
It was a little TOO chilly for an August morn. My confusion was met with coughing and wheezing and an all-consuming concupiscence for the sweet feel of beer bottles against my fingers. Then I pondered, what if I combine the playfulness of the domino with the staunch rigidity of the beer bottle?
As Samuel Johnson bested it,"Remarriage is a triumph of hope over experience.
Good job, boys.
Extra stars for all the Bombay Sapphire.
|Lauritz Melchior |
These men do this every single night.
They have to create new bottles each time.
I choose to believe that they have run this thousands of times, working backwards, each time adding the now empty bottle to the lineup.
Drinking beer for science. Is there any cause more holy?
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