It's a really big TV antenna.
For a really big TV.
Late 50s early 60s most houses in the town I grew up in had one. The fancy ones had a motor to rotate it, from a control box near the TV, depending on which channel you wanted to watch. Cheaper ones (like ours), we had to go outside and turn the pipe it was mounted on.
It's true, I remember having to do this while dad was drinking a brew and watching the game. "All right, turn it a little more,... more, Stop! It's good! Good job. Now, get me another beer."
I always knew my house would have the awesomest one when I grew up.
Now our antennas are retarded plastic things that work like shit and everything on sucks anyway! Funny how life is.
We used to get NBC and CBS from one city, and ABC from a further away city and always looked like the middle of a snow storm.
We just had rabbit ears and aluminum foil accessories for better reception. The prelude to tinfoil hats.
Cheaper ones (like ours), we had to go outside and turn the pipe it was mounted on.
This is hilarious (in a good way!)
Especially in a thunderstorm!
OR climb on the roof and turn it.
Talmudvision?
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