The Vendo Company is a large retailer of cold beverage vending machines. Since its founding in 1937, Vendo has come out with many innovations that now exist in nearly every beverage and snack vending machine in use today. In 2005, Vendo was renamed "Sanden Vendo America" to reflect its strong alliance with Japan-based Sanden Corporation and moved its headquarters to Dallas, Texas.
Vendo was founded in 1937 in Kansas City, Missouri by brothers Elmer F. and John T Pierson. With help from J.E. Hagstrom and purchased patent for a lid that could be attached to coolers, the brothers developed an innovative vending lid that was much more practical than any other one available at the time. Nicknamed "Red Top", this vending lid moved the opening to the bottle rather than the bottle to the opening and was the first of many innovations introduced by the Vendo company.
After the outbreak of World War II, some of the company's work force was dedicated to producing radar detection systems as well as various other electronic equipment for the military. As well as manufacturing military equipment, Vendo was authorized to produce and send 5,000 beverage vending units for military training camps and war plants to help raise morale. For its efforts, company earned seven Army-Navy ‘E’ Awards awards for "excellence in fulfilling government military contracts".
Chorus: (Fiend) [All] 9X
(Do you know who you fuckin with?)
[Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit]
[Mystikal] (Fiend)
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(Do you know who you fuckin with?)
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[Fiend]
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Computer can't delete it
And penicillin can't defeat it
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