Look, despite what people whisper behind my back, I’m not just a 12 year old boy in a 26 year old’s body, okay? And that nonsense about me talking to some fortune teller machine is ridiculous—let’s just drop it.
Then again, if I were a 12 year old magically turned into an adult, investing $9000 in a
said fortune-telling machine would probably seem like a good idea. Even better, it’s still quarter-operated, meaning that you have only to entice 36,000 of your friends to get their fortunes told in order to make back your initial investment.
Zoltar—Zol, to his fortune-telling buddies—can spit out 16 different fortunes in a creepy voice, or 23 different fortunes on a little slip of paper. My personal favorite? “Help, I’m trapped in a fortune cookie factory.” It just works on so many levels.
While we’re on the subject, did anyone else go back to watch
Big as an adult and find the romantic sub-plot kind of icky? Yeah.