Thread: Paint can key mystery

I think they were possibly originally conceived for kitchen use and have just found an ongoing niche in the shed but the production process hasn't changed.

Think of it as a useful vestigial tail.

A painter in the kitchen?

Originally Posted by Cliff Rogers

A painter in the kitchen?

Milo Tins

Originally Posted by Cliff Rogers

A painter in the kitchen?

Here's the scenario - our painter, wrestling to open a paint tin with a screwdriver has worked up a punishing thirst. He takes a beverage from his under-bench bar fridge to take the edge off. Frustratingly, he can't find the novelty denture bottle opener he normally uses and is forced to walk all the way to the kitchen to rummage in a draw of cooking implements. Eventually he finds a likely implement, whips the cap off and dispatches his beer. Feeling a little better but still a touch dry, he decides one more beer may be necessary if he is going to overpower the paint can. So he returns to the shed with the bottle opener in hand. It is at this serendipitous juncture that he finally notices the nicely splayed and flattened end of the bottle opener... History is altered.

Being steeped in 50's sexist stereotypes as this story is, the painter's aproned wife, returning from the laundry leans over his shoulder as he triumphantly liberates lid from can and says 'I always wondered what the flat end on the bottle opener was for...'


Matt

Originally Posted by Berlin

Here's the scenario - our painter, wrestling to open a paint tin with a screwdriver has worked up a punishing thirst. He takes a beverage from his under-bench bar fridge to take the edge off. Frustratingly, he can't find the novelty denture bottle opener he normally uses and is forced to walk all the way to the kitchen to rummage in a draw of cooking implements. Eventually he finds a likely implement, whips the cap off and dispatches his beer. Feeling a little better but still a touch dry, he decides one more beer may be necessary if he is going to overpower the paint can. So he returns to the shed with the bottle opener in hand. It is at this serendipitous juncture that he finally notices the nicely splayed and flattened end of the bottle opener... History is altered.

Being steeped in 50's sexist stereotypes as this story is, the painter's aproned wife, returning from the laundry leans over his shoulder as he triumphantly liberates lid from can and says 'I always wondered what the flat end on the bottle opener was for...'


Matt

Matt

I can visualise a very saucy wife leaning demurely over the painter saying just that. Could you whip up a quick 50s non PC poster for us ?

BTW, for those that don't know, Matt would have to be one of the most accomplished and renowned painters on the Forum, although I doubt his paint normally comes in tins the size we are talking about .

Regards
Paul

Shucks, Paul - too kind I'm sure.