How well do you know your favorite cookhouse contraptions? See if you can guess today's gadget and check back next week for the answer, and to see if you've won a most-awesome prize.
Here are a few shots at this week's trickster, add yours to the comment box below:
- "I'm here to kill you Little Bill, for what you done to Ned..."
- "Say hello to my little friend!"
- "Leave the gun. Take the cannoli."
What the heck was this? Find out last week's answer (and winner!) after the jump.
Last Week's Answer: Sun Oven
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Congratulations to Sum_Ergo_Edo, who correctly guessed the gadget from last week! What's that, like two or three wins now? As a most awesome prize, Sum_Ergo_Edo will get a mention in the description below. Hey, it's better than a kick in the pants.
Look, it's not easy being the hot, fiery mass of hydrogen and helium at the center of the solar system. Everyone expects so much of you: Power my home, tan my ass, do the eclipse thing again. I'm gettin' sun spots just thinkin' about all the shit on my plate these days.
And now with the cooking. Oh, haven't you heard? I'm a chef now, too. Yeah, it's all the rage. Great, here comes one now. It's Sum_Ergo_Edo totin' a Sun Oven into the backyard. Can you believe it -- they call it a Sun Oven. Um, hello, there's no damn sun inside that 21 pound box you paid $300 for. The action's up here, Baby. Yeah, that's right, shield your eyes.
Okay, Sum_Ergo_Edo, what's it gonna be today? That's right, adjust those reflectors, make everything all nice-like for Mr. Ra. What's this? Oh great, we're having shrimp again. That's a new one. All right, puny core temperature person, you want 'em baked, boiled or steamed? Grilled? I told you Sum_Ergo_Edo, I don't freakin' grill. Just a second, some little kid needs to burn some ants. (sigh) I swear, if I had enough mass, I would explode into a supernova so fast it would make you shit solar wind.