Of candies, dinner and elephant...

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Was out with Mr & Mrs Snake last night.
Supposed to be a simple affair, dinner and movie.
But I guess we can't spend an evening without doing something exciting, eh?

So here's what we, or more specifically, they did:

Some bleddy mad looking candy scooping jackpot machine.
All for the grand prize of...............

Dumbo the elephant.

Apparently, the aim of the game is:
1. decide when to scoop the sweets/tibits/what-nots
2. drop them into some pushing tray thingy,and prays hard that something will hit a li'l knob of a lever (actual term: CLICKER) the size of... my thumb.
3. Once the clicker is hit, the jackpot will be activated, where scores of 1, 2 or 3 are given. Then a meter will move according to the score.
4. Repeat steps 1 - 3.
5. When the meter hits A, B or C, something kickass happens. That you'll have to find out yourself.
6. When the meter hits JACKPOT, you get the prize.
PS: There is one short cut to hitting the jackpot. Pray damn hard then when the clicker activates the jackpot thingy, you score JP = hit the jackpot straight. Charge to the counter/nearest attendant and demand your prize. NOW.

And so, there we were, 3 smartly dressed adults behaving like li'l kids.
Or maybe that was just me?

Snake with an intense look of concentration plotting the next 'daring plan' with subtle touches of cunning thrown in for good measure.
And the result?
The less said about it the better.

PS: Me was alternating between trying to take pictures discreetly(cos Lady Boss claims that the management doesn't allow photo taking. She tried before) and understanding how the machine works.

Here's the 'prizes' for the whole of say... 45 minutes?
A plastic bag FULL of sweets and yes, Dumbo the stuffed elephant.

Lady Boss posing happily with her catch for the night.
Someone certain looked happy last night.

And the most kick-ass line(those kind of things say already people wanna kick your ass) uttered last night must be from Mr Snake:

Snake in cinema, with the bag of sweets nestling somewhere on his thighs but somewhat between the legs: "Hey Tim, later you take the sweets that time don't DIG TOO DEEP AH, later you grab some other THING instead."
I rest my case.

But I never knew such a machine could bring us so much joy.


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