Hung out with holyoutlaw and juliebata last night and somehow the subject of Shoe-fitting fluoroscopes came up. None of us were of the right generation to remember them, but apparently one was still in use in 1981 (!) in West Virginia by a shoe store that apparently missed that whole post-WWII radiation might be bad for you story.
holyoutlaw thinks that being able to say “Shoe-fitting fluoroscope” would be a test of one’s sobriety. I think he’s probably right- the phrase doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue.
I mourn that “ate my balls” is no longer popular enough to hope for a “Shoe-fitting fluoroscope ate my balls” comic as a result of posting this, but I’m anticipating a cat macro (aka LOL cat) that says “I has a shoo fittn fluroscop” any day now. I know if I had one in my house (I guess if you deactivated it, there’s no reason you couldn’t have one as a conversation piece), my cats would be climbing into the lead-lined cabinet all the time.