Whiskeysup
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Can anyone id this pair of tongs? Tried googling the name, no luck. Can't figure out what they are for .Thanks.
Help id mystery tong
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woody 73
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I did a quick google search and found all the information for you.
The name of the tongs is No luck and made at the We bang your wife factory in Hang zu China.
Clearly you can see by the second stamp on the tongs it was made on April the 3rd, 1904.
The third stamp on the tongs show that Mr. wang foo big balls hang to the left, made it.
The forth stamp tells us it was made approximately at 10:10 AM in the morning.
A google search turns up the patent for your tongs (see as follows).
https://www.rubegoldberg.com/artwork/patent-fan/
Hope that helps you out in this matter.
The name of the tongs is No luck and made at the We bang your wife factory in Hang zu China.
Clearly you can see by the second stamp on the tongs it was made on April the 3rd, 1904.
The third stamp on the tongs show that Mr. wang foo big balls hang to the left, made it.
The forth stamp tells us it was made approximately at 10:10 AM in the morning.
A google search turns up the patent for your tongs (see as follows).
https://www.rubegoldberg.com/artwork/patent-fan/
Hope that helps you out in this matter.
Great job, Woody, you have both my admiration and respect for this.I did a quick google search and found all the information for you.
The name of the tongs is No luck and made at the We bang your wife factory in Hang zu China.
Clearly you can see by the second stamp on the tongs it was made on April the 3rd, 1904.
The third stamp on the tongs show that Mr. wang foo big balls hang to the left, made it.
The forth stamp tells us it was made approximately at 10:10 AM in the morning.
A google search turns up the patent for your tongs (see as follows).
https://www.rubegoldberg.com/artwork/patent-fan/
Hope that helps you out in this matter.
Although the impression I had in my mind was similar, I just wasn't able to find this kind of documentation on it. I guess after seeing enough posts like this, it gets you thinking along these lines.
woody 73
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True Story I kid you not:
Just after the Civil war (ok not that long ago) I must have been about 6 years old and one day in the school playground I learned a new word ,(you fill in the bank) and when I got back in the school room I said that word. Well the teacher a very old women beat the living **** out of me, she hit me so hard I soiled my pants, then she threw me against the bathroom wall and filled my mouthy with liquid hand soap. The rest of the school year was a blank, we did not know about ptsd back then.
The next year another older women teacher would walk around the room and if she did not like the answers you gave, you got hit on any part of your body. For me it was like adding jet fuel to the already ptsd, that year was also a blank in my little mind.
Long story I did get a little lucky and my 4th grade teacher was very sweet and nice, although by then the damage was done by then and I never talked anymore. She did teach me the 5 ws and How questions , at least I can remember that year.
I think the op never got that part straight in his first post, although pictures would have helped us out I think ,(key word here) we all know what tongs look like.
Again tongs come in many forms, tongs to lift ice blocks, tongs that lift tree trunks, tongs that lift heavy metal bars, tongs that toss your salad, ie.
When the op said they tried googling the name they left out the name part on the tongs for us to see.
So without a name or pictures we are out in the dark without any paddles to stir the boat as they say!
I do hope at least the op comes back with at least a name on the tongs and some kind of picture link so we can help him out.
Just after the Civil war (ok not that long ago) I must have been about 6 years old and one day in the school playground I learned a new word ,(you fill in the bank) and when I got back in the school room I said that word. Well the teacher a very old women beat the living **** out of me, she hit me so hard I soiled my pants, then she threw me against the bathroom wall and filled my mouthy with liquid hand soap. The rest of the school year was a blank, we did not know about ptsd back then.
The next year another older women teacher would walk around the room and if she did not like the answers you gave, you got hit on any part of your body. For me it was like adding jet fuel to the already ptsd, that year was also a blank in my little mind.
Long story I did get a little lucky and my 4th grade teacher was very sweet and nice, although by then the damage was done by then and I never talked anymore. She did teach me the 5 ws and How questions , at least I can remember that year.
I think the op never got that part straight in his first post, although pictures would have helped us out I think ,(key word here) we all know what tongs look like.
Again tongs come in many forms, tongs to lift ice blocks, tongs that lift tree trunks, tongs that lift heavy metal bars, tongs that toss your salad, ie.
When the op said they tried googling the name they left out the name part on the tongs for us to see.
So without a name or pictures we are out in the dark without any paddles to stir the boat as they say!
I do hope at least the op comes back with at least a name on the tongs and some kind of picture link so we can help him out.
Old Man Roger
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WTF Woody???????? 
Sounds like a regular day in the Catholic school I wet to.
Sounds like a regular day in the Catholic school I wet to.Erampu
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I recognize those tongs. BlanCo issued them as "The Amazing Invisible Tongs" in 1932. Unfortunately, the company fell in the Great Depression and disappeared in 1933.
woody 73
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WTF Woody????????
Dang and I thought public schools were tough, I heard they did away with hitting children a good thing in my book.
Old Man Roger
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Cricket paddle and metal edged rulers were the bane of my existence as a youth..lol
Got a story for you, Woody. Grew up in a very tough blue-collar town, suburbs of Philly, 1960s. Teachers were a little afraid of us, which was rare for the 60s. I wasn't anywhere near as tough as some of the guys I hung with, but I was crazy. Screw with me, I might blow up your car. Really piss me off, might burn your house down. Almost did burn the grammar school down, but managed only to make one of the wings uninhabitable for a few days. If a teacher had tried what you described on one of us, it may have been fatal.
Anyway, one year my Dad decided he was going to try to get my brother and I straightened out and sent us to Catholic grammar school.
Bad idea. We tore the place up. They were mere sheep for the slaughter. Lasted only three days. Did all kinds of crazy stuff.
Anyway, the story you'd like was from my brother's class where he had a buddy that sat behind him. The nun kept picking on his buddy and beating him with the yardstick. After the third time going back down the aisle to get him again, my brother stuck out his foot.
Bluebirds fly....so do blue nuns. Broke her arm. Took her right out. Everyone cheered. No one told. Her replacement was a bit more civil. Wonder why.
Yep. PTSD. But we're not the ones who got it.
Anyway, one year my Dad decided he was going to try to get my brother and I straightened out and sent us to Catholic grammar school.
Bad idea. We tore the place up. They were mere sheep for the slaughter. Lasted only three days. Did all kinds of crazy stuff.
Anyway, the story you'd like was from my brother's class where he had a buddy that sat behind him. The nun kept picking on his buddy and beating him with the yardstick. After the third time going back down the aisle to get him again, my brother stuck out his foot.
Bluebirds fly....so do blue nuns. Broke her arm. Took her right out. Everyone cheered. No one told. Her replacement was a bit more civil. Wonder why.
Yep. PTSD. But we're not the ones who got it.
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3baygarage
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Good stories. Like the Jedi, the nuns were all but extinct when I went. Friend of mine did place a pin on the chair of our lone nun teacher. I think the story of her reaction gets exaggerated to this day, but I go along with it.
How about The Tong Song. Skip ahead to 0:35 for the music.
How about The Tong Song. Skip ahead to 0:35 for the music.
These tongs are mysterious.
jeeze Ricky Joe, it's easy. There are 3 ways at least but the simplest to start with is to switch to the "Advanced" dialog box when you're going to contribute to a thread. Below the window "Additional Options" show up. Look for "Manage Attachments" and click on it. A window appears with a row of "Browse" buttons. Click on one and your computer index appears so you scroll through looking for the name of your photo. Hint: if your photo is on your desk top make sure you select "desk top" in the left column so you are looking in the right path on your computer. Hi-lite the photo's name and click "Choose" at bottom right. The name of the photo will appear next to the Browse button. Do the same for any more photos you want to post and when you've selected them all you have to click the "Upload" button in the bottom right corner of the Browse window and you're done.
Just do it this way for a while, it gets real easy after the 1st couple and then eventually you can try the other methods.
Just do it this way for a while, it gets real easy after the 1st couple and then eventually you can try the other methods.