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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Magic Fingers Will Lie to You

Posted by on Thu, Jul 29, 2010 at 4:35 PM

Doesn't a vibrating bed sound like a relaxing good time?

It quickly carries you into the land of tingling relaxation and ease!
  • It quickly carries you into the land of tingling relaxation and ease!

Especially a vibrating bed that promises Magic Fingers For Your Comfort that will Carry You Into the Land of Tingling Relaxation and Ease???

It's not. Despite it's 25-cent promises, you won't feel great. You'll feel like you're traveling down a gravel road on a high-speed bed bound for Hell. And when your journey's over and you're waiting for your ass to awaken, you'll realize that the only thing that could've made it more uncomfortable is if a stripper clown joined you for the ride.

 

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gloomy gus 1
I did not know these relics survived anywhere.
Posted by gloomy gus on July 29, 2010 at 4:40 PM
Fifty-Two-Eighty 2
I remember those. Haven't seen one in time out of mind, though. And the analogy about a bumpy road is right on the money.
Posted by Fifty-Two-Eighty http://www.nra.org on July 29, 2010 at 4:48 PM
TVDinner 3
I remember getting stuck in Ellensburg once when the pass was closed and my poor parents finding one of the last hotel rooms in town. It had one of these, and I was thrilled. My exhausted and cheap parents refused to spring the 25 cents for the ride though, and I was left forever wondering....
Posted by TVDinner http:// on July 29, 2010 at 4:49 PM
Fnarf 4
I learned this lesson in 1972, in a motel in Idaho. Or maybe New Mexico. Christ, I'm old.
Posted by Fnarf http://www.facebook.com/fnarf on July 29, 2010 at 5:14 PM
Catalina Vel-DuRay 5
Speak for yourself, Miss Madrid. I have one on my bed at home and it's the epitome of camp. Back in my single days, it lead to some very hillarious situations.

Now if I could just get a beside console that controlled the lights and television, the bedroom would be just like a Howard Johnson's (the classic orange-roofed Howard Johnson's, not the feeble excuse that passes for a Howard Johnson's these days.)
Posted by Catalina Vel-DuRay http://www.danlangdon.com on July 29, 2010 at 5:16 PM
reverend dr dj riz 6
i too slept in one of these circa 1972 at a motel somewhere near the rural midwest. i thought i was possessed.
Posted by reverend dr dj riz on July 29, 2010 at 5:41 PM
Mike 7
Poor stripper clown. She tries everything she can think of to put a smile on your face.
Posted by Mike on July 29, 2010 at 5:55 PM
venomlash 8
There is no valid reason to link to a picture of a stripper clown.
Posted by venomlash on July 29, 2010 at 6:29 PM
Fifty-Two-Eighty 9
Well, who ever said there needed to be a valid reason? It's fucking Slog. Criminy.
Posted by Fifty-Two-Eighty http://www.nra.org on July 29, 2010 at 6:43 PM
Bauhaus I 10
The magic of Magic Fingers isn't in the 25-cent ride. It's in the tingling feeling it leaves you with lying still after the cycle is over (supposedly). And holy shit! I haven't seen Magic Fingers in a motel since the 60s.
Posted by Bauhaus I on July 29, 2010 at 6:48 PM
Annag 11
Did Kurt Vonnegut approve of this?
Posted by Annag on July 29, 2010 at 8:08 PM
mr. herriman 12
that stripper clown picture made me feel a number of things i haven't been able to identify yet
Posted by mr. herriman on July 30, 2010 at 9:39 AM
Cienna Madrid 13
@4, My recent Magic Fingers experience was in a motel in Idaho! To make the situation even creepier, my mother and I were sharing the bed.
Posted by Cienna Madrid on July 30, 2010 at 9:40 AM
thatsnotright 14
The one and only time I rode one of those beds was 1978. All of us who have used this amenity are admitting to doing it over 3 decades ago, which means that the bed in question is pretty darn old. I wonder when they last changed the mattresses in that motel?
Posted by thatsnotright on July 30, 2010 at 11:58 AM
irl 15
Haven't seen one of those since the 70's. On family ski trips from IN to Michigan we'd stay at dumpy hotels with these things. Me and baby sis on one, Dad and his current GF on the other. They were great after 10 hours of downhill on ice covered dirt mounds.
Posted by irl on July 30, 2010 at 12:36 PM

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