Judging from your overwhelming response to yesterday's post, I'm sure it will surprise none of you to learn that the Guess-a-Wreck was indeed supposed to resemble the Super Dome in New Orleans. Here's what that looks like:
Most of you either saw a couch, grilling steak/lobster/sushi, a Boyscout campfire, a French bed, or a coffin carried by beetles. There were also conjectures including demonic pianos, misshapen torsos, and tombstones. A few of you even reported favorable relationships with your mothers, which was nice to hear.
With over 500 comments posted, it was hard for me to choose just 3 "winners". However, here are three rather creative answers that made me chuckle:
"Doc, I'm seeing the wringer mechanism from one of those old-style clothes washing machines which are popularly referred to as wringer-washers; and, it's in mid-wring of a garment with a French Fleur de Lys pattern.
Oh, and, Doc, I don't really much care about the fame and fortune. I just want the PAIN to GO AWAY! Please, can you help me, Doc?"
Metalnoir, I advise vast amounts of sugar consumption. That'll be $125, please.
Here's Leslie's $.02:
"Of course it's not the Superdome. What we have here is a re-enactment of the Great Beetle Linen Theft of 1658.
Unbeknownst to most historians, it wasn't Louis the 14th's dicey wedding plans that led to tense relations with Spain, but rather the King of Spain sending his hoardes of racing beetles (depicted here with their little racing numbers) to steal Louis the 14th's favorite sheets (which in this cakey re-creation had just been neatly folded after being laundered).
As we all know, most men are cranky when they don't sleep well and therefore skirmishes broke out shortly after the incident.
Fascinating. Thanks for giving us the low down, Les!
And Tanya Brown's explanation was short but sensible:
"It's Gulliver's sleeping bag, and he's just killed the entire football-playing population of Lilliputia."
Ah, of course! How could I not have seen it?
And these readers get honorable mentions:
"The football team got teleported to the Land of OZ (note the yellow brick road) by a large grey rock where a giant couch (complete with fleu-de-lis decorative cusion) and coffee table were dropped on them. That dark reddish brown piping at the bottom is depicting the gory nastyness."
"Clearly, this is France's revenge for our calling french fries "freedom fries". They have sent a mutated, grilled baked potato to wreak havoc on our country, it's deadly fleur-de-lis ready to eviscerate any slow-moving american in its path (and as many fr9ies as many of us have eaten, we are slow-moving indeed.)
Why did they take so long to attack? They didn't. The spud of doom is propelled by classic French escargot (snails to us Americans.) It just takes them a while to get where they are going."
"...a Cajun leprechaun's pot of stone soup that he's serving at his Monday Night football party."
Thanks, everyone! Rest assured there will be more Guess-a-Wrecks coming your way soon!
Note: If any of you "winners" would like your name linked to your blog or website, please leave a comment on this post to let me know. Thanks!