Does anyone remember these palm readers being at all the motway services in the 90s? They used to print out a little receipt telling you about yourself. What are they called?

16 comments

1. I think it was and probably still is called a scam

2. LIARS! They’re called bloody LIARS. M42, a dark Tuesday night in December 2004. Alone, tired, hungry. I stumbled in to the junction 6 Welcome Break in search of a Cornish pasty and a wazz. Alas, I was greeted by a plastic soothsayer promising to tell me my future.

   £3 later, there I am, awaiting my fortune.

   Cunt told me I’d “win big”. 2 weeks later I married Berol, a 23 stone bruiser from Weston Super Mare. I have no idea how this happened, I’m a gay man from Edinburgh.

   I curse that machine.

3. It’s based off the [Mouth of Truth](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bocca_della_Verit%C3%A0)

   And [here](http://www.grandvoyageitaly.com/piazza/let-the-bocca-della-verita-mouth-of-truth-read-your-palm-from-a-vending-machine-wait-what) are some of the machines

4. Zoltar from Big is what I called them.

5. I was terrified of these as a kid. Genuinely believed your hand might get cut off.

6. There was one of these in a shopping centre in Galway (Ireland) if I recall correctly. 🤔 My parents gave me a lot of pocket change for novelty stuff as a child, but they drew the line at this one!

7. We had one in our local shopping centre in the 90s. Next to the make your own business card machine, Photo Booth, scales and a little ride on car.

   I used to have a 20p go every time I went into town on a Saturday. We have a Zoltar on the seafront, that’s £1 a go these days. 😂

8. Never knew it did palm reading – my parents told me my hand would be cut off if I put it in and told a lie!

9. Wadiyatalkinabeet

10. The face looks like a Mighty Boosh character.

11. Had one of them at the Shopping Village in Clacton (prior to completing downsizing)

12. No but I remember the scales and my birth parents weighing me on the way home from holiday for “fun”

13. I was scared of them when i was a kid.

    My dad told me the original story of La Bocca Della Verita and i thought it’s gonna cut my hand if i use it.

14. Gretna services

15. At the precinct when I was a kid, I put my hand in and someone had put tomato sauce in there.

    Presumably they squeezed in a sachet obtained from the nearby food court McDonald’s. Little bastards!

16. They’re “Bocca della Verità” The Mouth of Truth. 

    Used to have one in a couple of Metro stations; I still have a print out from mine somewhere :’)