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This entry was posted on Wednesday, November 17th, 2021 at 12:55 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
Er ……. well, at least, we’ve come a long way, I guess 🙂
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Another great bunch of ads, BoB – the past is a different country.
Woo woo, there’s some real hoochie-mamas in that Barbasol ad! I think I know that artist. Also like the little deodorant bit: Avoid “Athletic Aroma”! Whew.
In the Lux ad, I can tell the guy’s looking at her legs, but I’m not sure if the look on his face is lust or disgust. Oh, horror! She has a run in her stocking.
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Ugh!
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I’m surprised the rate of domestic accidents for men wasn’t higher…😉
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Agh! No wonder so many women have hang ups and obsess with their looks! Thankfully that’s laughable now…
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Things aren’t better now, it’s all just expressed differently.
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I can’t argue with you there.
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No wonder my ex-husband didn’t admire me. I never had perfect stockings. Shame on me.
Love,
Janie
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