Monday, December 1, 2008

Hypernomenclature

Imagine you've got a shop. What would you call it? If you actually do have a shop, go and look at the sign and check. Something to do with your name, or what you sell, perhaps? Maybe Jones' Hardware or Patel''s Patent Mantraps, that sort of thing.

Nah. What you want is something like this:

Now that's a shop name.

Saw it in Cyprus a few years ago. I've no idea what they sell, but you can bet it's going to be pretty damn awesome. In fact, I expect there is absolutely nothing they don't stock, this side of a parallel dimension.

"Left handed screwdriver sir? Aisle 48."
"Shark farts, madam, of course. Ailse 2."
"Rameses testicle in a jar of liquid methane? Would you liked that gift-wrapped sir?"

I went in for a pterodactyl sandwhich but . . . wait for it . . . they'd run out of bread!

Ah than' yew!



1 comment:

  1. (AV raises an eyebrow) Jules, do you really think they ran out of bread? I fully suspect that the next bacth of pterodatycls had come out of the oven yet.

    AV

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