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The condensed directions: Read the cue, react to the cue. There's no right answer, no research required. I cite sources where applicable but it's all about coming up with creative answers. Winners are picked in a week.

The number one rule? Have FUN!!!

05/23 - I'll be naming final winners this week!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

MacGyver

Checklist: A list of words will be accompanied by a scenario in which to use them.

You are handcuffed in the trunk of a car with only the following:
tweezers, breath mint, paper plate, plastic bag, emergency flares, jar of salsa
MacGyver your way out of the situation. (Yes, I think MacGyver IS a verb that means to manipulate an uncommon means of escape.)

Thanks to davidseven for inspiring this one!

We Have A Winner!!! 03/26/10
Well I’m useless with tweezers, so I’d open up the jar of salsa and dump it on my wrists. Hopefully that would make them slippery enough to escape the handcuffs.

Then I’d want to see what the heck I was doing, so I’d light the emergency flares. I’d quickly realize that was not the smartest move when the trunk filled with smoke. In the ensuing convulsions I’d probably hit the trunk hard enough, or in just the right spot, to pop it open.

Sitting up while hacking up a lung, I’d start waving frantically at the car travelling behind me. They, understandably, would be rather confused. A moment of inspiration would lead to me using the tweezers to carve out the word HELP in the paper plate and holding it up for them to read.

Their comprehension secured, they would phone the police while I tidied up after myself, sticking the used flare, torn up plate, and spilled salsa into the plastic bag. My Momma didn’t raise no dirty boy.

Once the cops arrived and pulled over my would be kidnapper, I’d offer the Good Samaritan who helped rescue me their hard won reward – a breath mint.

Hey, it would be all I had left.
Winner: Marc
Reason: Marc wins for his original and unselfish use of the mint.

5 comments:

TMC said...

First I'd probably think that being locked in a trunk was the LAST thing I was interested in doing.

Then I'd crack open the jar of salsa (because I'm hungry and I love salsa) and use the paper plate as a sort of scoop. Nom nom nom. Once I felt good and spicy I'd use the tweezers to pull out the wiring of one of the tail lights, kick it out of place, put the plastic bag over my hand, light a flare and stick it out the hole the tail light left. With any luck, some other driver would see the odd site and call the cops.

I'd save the breath mint until I could sense I was being rescued because, you know, salsa breath.

davidseven said...

I can hear the McGyver theme in my head right now.

Okay, I open the jar of Salsa. It's a little stiff so I have to use the paper plate for traction. Then I fill the bag with Salsa.

Then I stare at it for a minute before figuring out there is nothing useful to do with it.

So I just pop the emergency flare, and use it to burn out the locking mechanism on the boot. Then I roll out into the street, and stamp the tweezers into the right shape for a lockpick, and open the handcuffs.

And the breath mint?

Well, I have to persuade someone to pick me up when I smell like salsa, and have handcuffs marks on my wrist. :-)

C. Beth said...

With tweezers, I'd uncuff myself, then eat
Some salsa then a mint so I'm ready to greet
The bad guy. On his head
I'll put a bag, 'til he's dead.
With a plate I'll flag down a cop on his beat.

Rena said...

Tweezers for de-handcuffing, that was easy. Then I'd use the tweezers again to snip to corner off the plastic bag, and fill it with salsa. With my newly constructed pasty-bag-gun I'd squirt the salsa into the eyes of my captors, (It's true what Alton Brown says, plastic bags are multitaskers.) and while they were blinded I'd simply get out of the (foolishly left unlocked) car and set off the flare, using the plate as a shield to protect myself.

And then I'd just casually eat the mint while waiting for the police to arrive.

Marc said...

Well I’m useless with tweezers, so I’d open up the jar of salsa and dump it on my wrists. Hopefully that would make them slippery enough to escape the handcuffs.

Then I’d want to see what the heck I was doing, so I’d light the emergency flares. I’d quickly realize that was not the smartest move when the trunk filled with smoke. In the ensuing convulsions I’d probably hit the trunk hard enough, or in just the right spot, to pop it open.

Sitting up while hacking up a lung, I’d start waving frantically at the car travelling behind me. They, understandably, would be rather confused. A moment of inspiration would lead to me using the tweezers to carve out the word HELP in the paper plate and holding it up for them to read.

Their comprehension secured, they would phone the police while I tidied up after myself, sticking the used flare, torn up plate, and spilled salsa into the plastic bag. My Momma didn’t raise no dirty boy.

Once the cops arrived and pulled over my would be kidnapper, I’d offer the Good Samaritan who helped rescue me their hard won reward – a breath mint.

Hey, it would be all I had left.

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