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There are now more mobile/cell phones in this country (Sweden) than every man, woman and child, and telephone booths are disappearing at an equal or greater rate. It occurred to me that an obsolete phone booth would make an ideal custom shower cubicle, but then found out that its already thoroughly
baked.
Of course those few own-phone-less city-goers would appreciate more booths, so maybe recycling of shower cubicles as phone cubicles would be in order. Its microphone and cord would be implanted in the adjustable showerhead and hose. Its speaker would be hidden in a soap-on-a-rope.
A line of tourists and citizens would form since the shower would feature free local calls only. Curious onlookers would gather since now and then, when least expected, lukewarm water would gush out of the showerhead drenching an unfortunate caller.
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//unfortunate caller// frothing at the mouth whilst a lava trail of suds seeps its way out under the shower door creating a estuary that meets the mouth of the foamed cubicle moat. + |
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No, they still use the booths. |
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Useful. After all, I don't ever recall seeing Superman hop into the shower. Who knows how bad that suit could reek? |
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"Will you accept a collect call from Mr. Glub Blub?" |
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