Bloom County by Berkeley Breathed for February 10, 2022

Ah! The advent of the infamous turnip twaddler!

I want one, I want one.

Not as low as the prostate patoodler.

The new turnup twaddler has advanced from a hand crank to a rechargeable lithium battery and brushless motor.

Sounds like a deal….We all know you can’t have too many turnip twaddlers around the house…..and they come in five different colors!

I love these. Still use a Chop-A-Matic.

RIP Ron Popiel.

Yes ladies and gentleman, everyone needs a Turnip Twaddler in their lives…LOL

I missed out on my Turnip Twaddler and have browsed the second hands stores for one since. Sadly they are such a useful device they have never made an appearance in my journeys. Life, it’s just not the quality experience without a Turnip Twaddler!

Well don’t we all want to twaddle our turnips?

One of my all time favorites! He had Ronco Ron down pat.

Order your Popeil Pocket Fisherman NOW and you will receive FREE this Ginzu fish-gutting knife PLUS the musical mounting plaque that plays “Take Me To The River”! All this for the low low price of $59.99 (plus shipping and handling). BUT WAIT! Order in the next ten minutes and we will include – FREE – the Bass-o-Matic Fish Blender. ACT NOW – operators are standing by!

Found a mint condition turnip twaddler in an antique store recently.

And today’s youth think internet ads are bad.

His favorite device was the one that scrambled the egg inside the shell

The rutabaga ricer/dicer celery stringer was my downfall.

Looks like what my late mom would do, is to buy what ever was being hawked on the tube.

Those ads were more entertaining than all the Medicare and lawyer ads you see on TV today.

Seems to resemble a cylinder hone I used once…

My mom still refers to my random kitchen gadgets as turnip twaddlers.

Some things never change.

Seems like Opus single-handedly kept those Ronco late night infomercials profitable!

As for me, I don’t need a Tomato Musher; I can mush ‘em on my own! Turnip Twaddlers would be a different deal, if I were a turnip-eating kind of guy (I’m not)….