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This entry was posted on Saturday, October 15th, 2016 at 1:45 pm and is filed under simple pleasures. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
This entry was posted on Saturday, October 15th, 2016 at 1:45 pm and is filed under simple pleasures. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
Certainly there are lots of things in life that money won’t buy, but have you ever tried to buy them without money?
—Ogden Nash
Employment applications always ask whom to call in case of an emergency. I always say ‘an ambulance.’
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
Yikes. The kids in these ads look kind of scary. Must have been all the junk they were eating. And the soda drinks!!
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The Motorola TV also had something to do with it. 🙂
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Indeed it did, Thomas!
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Yep… the conventional wisdom of the time was that the only way to get kids to eat something was to load it up with sugar. How did any of us make it to adulthood with any of our teeth still intact?
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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reblogging
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Reblogged this on Br Andrew's Muses and commented:
typical poster kids, remember
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Thanks for the re-blog!
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That’s a lot of sugar. No wonder we had a lot of cavities. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Yep, it definitely kept the dentists busy.
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Later, the Beech-Nut Boy became a famous fashion designer and interior decorator, who enjoyed listening to show-tunes and opera when not working. 😉
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Love these old ads.
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Reblogged this on Random Ramblings; Myriad Musings and commented:
Oh, no…LMAO! These are too funny!
XD
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Reblogged this on The Owl Lady.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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[…] Advertisements from long, long ago — For the Children™ edition […]
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