What can you make with a piece of paper, a rubber band and a ice cube..?

Answer 1

I'd put the ice cube in the middle of the paper, twist it closed with the rubber band over the cube lump, flip it over, pull the cube out so it tears the soggy paper unevenly but leaves it torn gently in a curved shape, then cut the surrounding dry paper around it into large petal shapes and adjust it all slightly so that it looks like a paper flower sculpture.

Just theoretically I am thinking that could work out well with the right artistic finesse...

Answer 2

Draw a target on the paper and pin it to the wall.
Use the rubber band as a sling shot, and the ice cube as ammunition.

MacGuyver taught me that one LoL

Answer 3

Someone laugh...

The three items are lined up ... left to right...
in the order listed.


On the paper is written:
1: flick rubber band onto own wrist.


2: You idiot! It hurt didn't it. Now apply the ice to relieve the pain.

{{{Laughter}}}

Answer 4

Well to my World as . Captain ,,on the shore as i have
watched from my light house to find the last time you were on
View in the rays of the spot lights you were last in the black
and white somewhere yr, in the 4Os's and the Token of
a Rose and the power of hearing the Power of Voice..in .
The Air as Orson Wells as the world was suppose to end then
in the Atom yet only a few [was it,,, got hurt] or was it the sparrow it some where in a dark Alley where a duck
had a dream singing her Heart out as like a room of
bright yellow canaries rolling as the yelling birds that were
plucked from their room to be sold to put the bread at the table all those dolls and toys were taken one by one in the wind but what made you think i still forgot their name,,as
now we talk about this Box and its confusion
as in living in the dust and neglect of today a gift of retire meant
so i can write what my heart out in the mean time it is suppose to keep me busy [less bulk] as if Debris on the sand that people neglect to take off the shores before they go HOME..I LIVE HERE only i know i collect it in the mind of freedom that i must believe in,,
and what difference does it make as i have collected dolls
heads a leg of a table a truck with no wheels and the
Anxieties of those whom leave The waves will wash
its shore with a bucket of water and vinegar in the heart
Well i write it in plastic and keep it in the bottom draw
in the Magic You call this Paper Magic and even more
an orchard of books in a shed as i owned a book store
and when i retired i took them with me and will not part
with what you call paper as i am from that ERROR paper DOLLS now was it ,,or Jacks whom bounced rubber balls
like off Cement WALLS IN THE ALLEYS OF MY MIND
Turing to catch that Rubber band of Like as strong in the sports
with a comic book [paper] dreaming of bouncing balls
with the witches stick aiming for a future in the ice cubes..
that melt in the bottom of the draw because life took them
as if they had no Future IT IS HARD TO LOVE LIFE..
but I HONOR IT AND TAKEN AS MANY OATHS.
I contribute the souls of those whom are real
as it is I whom clean that SHORE line to make room in the traffic as this is where I live As New York City is the Capital
of THE World we Might ride its confusions as bus ,,trains.
and air buses but it takes one ticket to ride and if it Death
it is not the last stop WE READ THE NEW YORK TIMES
well captain SEAGULL I am off to sweep the leaves on the ground throw away the last .[ Warm as not yet the bulk still hangs there] as its no longer the sacred Awe yet
their is the Ice to come mixed with the salt that Sparkles
in the real lights as in the mind light reflection on snow
as the cars that pass by and leave RED AND WHITE AND GREEN AS THEY PASS BUY IN THE STORM OF THEIR LIEFS !! cause i have to get back to Work
The real CHARITY of the heart cause I am not Dead
Yet,,as Real ESTATE is all but what it is
and hell i believe in RENT..no excuse Dago clean you own
bulk as you are not DUST YET,!!

Answer 5

A pulpy mess with an elastic band around it, a paper mache mouse with a tail, music, sweet music, twang tinkle rip.

Answer 6

well, if you're macguyver, you could make a bomb....if you're not, then a slushy piece of paper and a very cold rubber band...happy day:)

Answer 7

A falling snowflake that eventually melts

Answer 8

I think a pie. At least that's what it tastes like my mother-in-law uses.

Answer 9

ask Mcguiver lol xxxx not sure how to spell his name hugs

Answer 10

a mess