Chris who?
Chris in the Morning on Northern Exposure, who flung a piano.
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Chris who?
Chris in the Morning on Northern Exposure, who flung a piano.
Chris on Northern Exposure
Chris in the Morning! swoon I love Chris in the Morning and wish it was a real radio show. Teri Gross and Fresh Air scratch the itch, though.
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I wanna fling dead cars.
I wanna fling dead cars.
I can't decide if dead pianos would be more fun. Crunch of wood and twanging of strings vs. crashing glass and smashing metal.
We should try both.
We should try both.
At the same time. From opposite directions. So they collide in midair. And then explode. Yes, the piano too.
Pianos would be more fun, I'd think.
Remember the Big Gi-hugic Earth Day celebration, when was that, 1993 or something? BART, the subway operator in the Bay Area, had a "smash the car" event with a beater car and sledgehammers. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as you'd think. Well, maybe for the people who got first swing at the windshield and headlights, but things like body? just kind of went "thump" and hurt a little if you swung really hard. It's not the same thing as flinging, but there must be some analogy to be gleaned. Anyway, it's my only experience with car vandalism, such as it was.
But the sound of a piano ought to be WAY fun.
Both would work. It's just - you know that car commercial, where they have the crumpled up dead cars gracefully soaring through the air like unto the crumpled up pieces of paper? Watching that gives me such a peaceful feeling. I figure actually being the one to cause the dead cars to soar like that, plus the CRUNCH! when they hit the ground would be soooooooo stress-relieving.
When I did construction work I got to tear apart the forms we used to pour concrete and make jacuzzis. That was fun. Me and a crowbar bashing away at a lot of wood. There was prying too. Lots of satisfactory prying. Skreeeeeek went the nails. Crack went the wood.