Think Tank

"Tomorrows world today"

- Lets peek behind the curtain of time to run rule over the space-age inventions, which could be commonplace in all of our lives, in the not-so-distant-future...

"But thats three flushes!" - Give troublesome floaters the heave-ho. Flush with confidence, use : 'The Thunderbox' (TM)

'The Thunderbox' (TM) first came to me after a 'near death' experience I endured, the morning after the 'Young Scientists Ball 1977'. I merrily drank my fill of Malibu, while dancing the night away to the entertainment, provided that year by 'M.C. Squared feat. Molly Cule'. Now cut to the morning after. A rather delicate young undergraduate, on hands and knees, manoeuveres his nose to within inches of the toilet seat, preparing to chunder after a heavy night on the gargle. Upon lifting the toilet seat he is confronted by the most disturbing sight...the lesser spotted brown trout, and undoubtedly now a day old.
With wisps of steam escaping from his ears, he clambered tentatively to his feet and yelled 'From this day forth, foul beastie, be banished from the toilet bowl of humanity!'....and then gave the toilet another few flushes, before striding to his drawing board

Now I'm a bit of a perfectionist and my thinking goes along the lines of 'If a toilet cannot consistently handle a basic function such as waste disposal, then there has to be a rudimentary flaw in its design', which in this case is the fact that turds float in water.

The basic principle behind 'The Thunderbox (TM)' is that by not utilising water, but relying completely on controlled explosions, I can provide a toilet with a 100% success rate, when it comes to evicting faeces (well solids at least). The users simply do their do's, which then drop into a lead cased chamber below. They then flick a red switch at the side, which then draws a trapdoor over the poo (the cover would need to be made from some reinforced material such as Platinum or Kryptonite). Used bog roll goes down a separate chute at the front, into a chamber, behind where the excrement is residing. Next a mixture of air and petrol is forced into this chamber and a triggered spark ignites the mixture with such ferocity that it then forces a steel plate to propel the turd down a cylidrical tunnel into the sewer below, at high-speed (a sort of 'poo-jectile', so to speak).

At the same time the explosion vaporises the used toilet roll and so cleans up after you. In testing we were able to achieve speeds of up to 290m/s, but to push our efforts any further would be futile, since a poo breaking the sound barrier late at night wouldn't be acceptable in a built-up area.

My next milestone is, instead of merely launching the poo into the sewer - to send it into orbit and into another galaxy.... Now thats closure!


		Saturday, 27 April, 2002
		"Tomorrows world today" - Lets peek behind the curtain of time to run rule over the space-age inventions, which could be commonplace in all of our lives, in the not-so-distant-future... "But thats three flushes!" - Give troublesome floaters the heave-ho. Flush with confidence, use : 'The Thunderbox' (TM) 'The Thunderbox' (TM) first came to me after a 'near death' experience I endured, the morning after the 'Young Scientists Ball 1977'. I merrily drank my fill of Malibu, while dancing the night away to the entertainment, provided that year by 'M.C. Squared feat. Molly Cule'. Now cut to the morning after. A rather delicate young undergraduate, on hands and knees, manoeuveres his nose to within inches of the toilet seat, preparing to chunder after a heavy night on the gargle. Upon lifting the toilet seat he is confronted by the most disturbing sight...the lesser spotted brown trout, and undoubtedly now a day old. With wisps of steam escaping from his ears, he clambered tentatively to his feet and yelled 'From this day forth, foul beastie, be banished from the toilet bowl of humanity!'....and then gave the toilet another few flushes, before striding to his drawing board Now I'm a bit of a perfectionist and my thinking goes along the lines of 'If a toilet cannot consistently handle a basic function such as waste disposal, then there has to be a rudimentary flaw in its design', which in this case is the fact that turds float in water. The basic principle behind 'The Thunderbox (TM)' is that by not utilising water, but relying completely on controlled explosions, I can provide a toilet with a 100% success rate, when it comes to evicting faeces (well solids at least). The users simply do their do's, which then drop into a lead cased chamber below. They then flick a red switch at the side, which then draws a trapdoor over the poo (the cover would need to be made from some reinforced material such as Platinum or Kryptonite). Used bog roll goes down a separate chute at the front, into a chamber, behind where the excrement is residing. Next a mixture of air and petrol is forced into this chamber and a triggered spark ignites the mixture with such ferocity that it then forces a steel plate to propel the turd down a cylidrical tunnel into the sewer below, at high-speed (a sort of 'poo-jectile', so to speak). At the same time the explosion vaporises the used toilet roll and so cleans up after you. In testing we were able to achieve speeds of up to 290m/s, but to push our efforts any further would be futile, since a poo breaking the sound barrier late at night wouldn't be acceptable in a built-up area. My next milestone is, instead of merely launching the poo into the sewer - to send it into orbit and into another galaxy.... Now thats closure!	Actual footage of the Thunderbox in action