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No way in, no way out…
Or maybe the doors swing both ways?
u call the flimsy bamboo a door?
bi-sexual doors?
Everybody loves you when you’re bi…
It’s always good to have options.
I sometimes wish I was a bi…
Don’t fret! Being a cat is better than anything! Anyway, humans of both genders will pet you, at least the nice ones.
How much you enjoy it is up to you.
These are not doors but some kind of mobile iron fence. Behind it – as you see – there are some plants a sidewalk (much lower than the viewpoint) and a reflecting pool. So it’s definitely not an entrance or exit.
(I shot the photo). Taj Mahal is right behind the viewpoint.
or all exits lead to entries?
Maybe there’s a trapdoor in the middle
but where does it go?
Out.
in?
In is on the edges.
*cuts finger* ow! edges are sharp!
Enter carefully.
*enters carefully*
*piano falls on head*
Go up?
go sideways?
No up and downing!
DO NOT
Do not exit.
the answer is simple: the signs are located in a multidimensional cube. you can enter from any side of the cube, but those sides are all one way doors. the only way out is a trapdoor disguised as a floor tile, so only the smart can find it and leave. Essentially the best idiot-trap ever. and it seems like it caught all of you. (JK)
4-d geometry, which I first discovered in Robert Heinlein’s “And He Built a Crooked House”: It has been giving me headaches intermittently ever since.
Get out of my tesseract!
That’s not paws4thot; you’re looking at your own back!
From which I deduce that you’ve both read it as well.
No, I am just a fan of 4-D Geometry. I have seen Cube and Cube 2: Hypercube, though.
Is it any good? I can look for it, if I remember.
I can’t remember.
Meowth: IMO, all Heinlein’s stuff was worth reading. It’s quite a while since I read “And He Built a Crooked House”. As i recall, it’s a short story, not a novel.
Yes, AHBACH is a short story. I’m afraid I can’t remember which collection(s) (either all Bob H or anthologies) it appears in, although I’m sure it’s in at least 2.
So are they Science Fiction?
I’m not aware of Bob having written in any other genre; I can’t help on anthologies because one of my buying criteria for them is that they shouldn’t have lots of stories I’ve already got copies of in them.
You’ve got to get in to get out.
But once you are in, you can’t get out.
It’s like the gangs.
And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren’t for you meddling kids and your dog!
8^]>
Would you find the exit for a Scooby Snack?
No, Scooby Snacks can go out the same way as the rest of us.
Which way?
This is great, if you’re looking to get in. If you’re trying to get out, you’re SOL.
Ummmm… so where’s the engrish?
It’s in the picture above. Just scroll up.
oh, there it is! I thought i lost it!
in your head
This isn’t Engrish. It’s FAIL, but not Engrish.
i totally agree! i think that you WIN.
Under Section IV, subsection 2.135, paragraph 8, line 12, Robert’s Rules of Engrish specifically state that “in those cases where the picture is funny, although it contains no grammatical or spelling or syntax errors, and it does contain material that obviously was translated from a language other than English, and the English meaning of the words is such that confusion and/or ambiguity is created, such items may officially be classified as Engrish for the purposes of posting on websites such as Engrish Funny. Anyone who complains that this is ‘not Engrish’ shall hereby be officially designated as a dork, and any ridicule that is heaped upon such person by others on the website shall not be deemed ‘flaming’ under the conventions of blogging.”
This isn’t Engrish. It’s FAIL, but not Engrish.
This is deja vu all over again!
This is deja vu all over again!
*cue Twilight Zone theme music*
(click name)
Nick’s actually right, though; the confusion is in both languages. Not that I don’t love this, I just wish we had an International Fail section.
Under Section IV, subsection 2.135, paragraph 8, line 12, Robert’s Rules of Engrish specifically state that “in those cases where the picture is funny, although it contains no grammatical or spelling or syntax errors, and it does contain material that obviously was translated from a language other than English, and the English meaning of the words is such that confusion and/or ambiguity is created, such items may officially be classified as Engrish for the purposes of posting on websites such as Engrish Funny. Anyone who complains that this is ‘not Engrish’ shall hereby be officially designated as a dork, and any ridicule that is heaped upon such person by others on the website shall not be deemed ‘flaming’ under the conventions of blogging.”
That’s not a sign, that’s a conundrum!!
I agree, I posted this originally to Failblog. Anyway, thanks for presenting it and thans for the votes!
Clearly you exit between those closed gates. Roll them open and step over the plants.
Yes, but after you exit throught the gates and jump over the plants, you will realize that you have just entered.
but i just got here! why would i want to exit?
Ohh, you are not going anywhere, you are in hell.
♫♫Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
relax, said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave! ♫
i’m not in hell, i’m in California!
♫Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place♫
everywhere except hollywood, that smells like pee. XD
I didn’t realize Hollywood and New Orleans had that much in common.
you live in the Orleans?
Shadowsplicer,
It’s not nice to steal other people’s identity. You can really ruin their credit score.
i’m a giant yellow frowny face! hahaha!
(i just took a picture of the page, and added it to gravatar)
Yeah, you were confusing me there for a while. But that’s what I thought you did.
exactly my point!
Oh no! Now I have an out of focus clone!
Yes, this is hell.
It will be if he doesn’t get out of my fur!
Would you rather have a crystal clear clone in your fur?
… No, not really…
Now I have an earworm of Santana doing a cover of Hotel California.
Just saying; it’s not like it’s a bad thing.
Oh yeah, and Selma Hayek is doing lead vocals!
And she’s nude! Now it’s an eyeworm!! I don’t know what to say, but thanks, dude!!!
And in the next moment you will realize you’re in the reflecting pool, becoming Steve soup, or Virender vindaloo, or other equivalent.
In sense of the title: NO. THIS IS SPARTAAAAA!!!!
Argh! I walked back and forth for hours looking for the exit!!!
the exit is the entrance
It’s not Dreadful Pun Hell – we have a revolving door there. I’m told that they’re installing a jacuzzi to try to encourage people to stay there longer when they’re sent.
In Dreadful Pun Hell, I’d expect to find a bloke called Jack carrying an Uzi.
I found Jack, but he’s oozing. I don’t care how high you set it, I’m not getting into any hot tub with him!
This looks like the FAIL nation book cover that says: Do not enter
Enter here
No, hell is other people.
I think you’re the first person who actually gets the joke.
No Exit, the play by Sartre, takes place in Hell? … sheesh, uncultured failbloggers… >.<
Although it’s technically an accurate translation, that’s probably not a completely accurate translation in the gist of the famous line: “L’Enfer, c’est les autres”. Hell is not other people, so much, it’s seeing yourself the way others see you. Oh, and really uncomfortable furniture and malfunctioning central heating. Myself, I decided in high school that a good working definition of hell was sitting through a French play knowing I’d be writing essays about it for the rest of the term.
I had the term operationally defined for me when I saw, “Waiting for Godot.”
Obviously, you’ve never sat through a recital given by sixty resentful fourth-graders forced to render their version of “Feeling Groovy” on the recorder.
And you call yourself a parent!
Oh, the best thing I could contribute at this point would be a post I sent a friend who happens to be an author last December, following my daughter’s school holiday recital, but it’s entirely too long. He laughed so hard he encouraged me to get it published, but we couldn’t come up with a suitable publication for it to go into.
I think the sequal “Godot Just Phoned to Say He’s Running Late” was worse!
And then there was “Waiting to Teleconference With Godot III: We’re Reduced to Eating Condiment Packets to Stay Alive.” Boy, was THAT one ever a clunker!
Maybe the colour coding is significant. Like in the not-so-old days in Mississippi.
The left board shows the Entry and Exit for white people, while the right board points to the Exit and Entry for the citizens with Afro-American heritage.
There is no confusion due to the language. Extreme left, pronounced as “pravesh”, means entry and the other, “nikas” means exit. So this is definitely just a fail not an Engrish.
Language knowledge win – observation FAIL!!
The one sign says “Entry go left, exit go right”, and the other one says “Exit go left, entry go right” in both languages. Point taken?
Is this like that riddle where the one guy always tells the truth and the other guy always lies? Or something?
Everything I say is cake.
Then who’s telling the truth?
Baron von Munchausen.
Liar! You are a paradox, for that must have been a lie! Actually, everything you say being a lie does not turn that statement into the truth. Perhaps it just means that some of the things you say are lies.
Everything I say is cake. = Everything I say is a lie. He can’t be lying, but he can’t be telling the truth…
It’s the Liar’s Paradox.
Like I said, just saying “Everything I say is a lie” does not make it the truth, and that stating that that statement is a lie does not mean that everything he says is true. We are not playing opposites here. The part of the statement that is a lie could be the word “Everything,” making the true statement “Some of the things I say are lies,” which would also include the original statement, therefore, no paradox.
nexus of the universe?
No, the nexus of a Lexus, which tastes like chicken.
Looks like a missing scene from the movie Alice Through the Lookingglass. Even has the checkered floor.
Aint it fun to mess with tourists heads?
only in India. How very Zen.
Nice (apparently obscure to your readers) Sarte reference!