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
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
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)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
bluebird of bitterness 
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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Ah, the good old days. Sitting around in the lounger wearing that nice suite and tie, stinking of Old Spice and smoking up a storm sure spells relaxation in my book. Hey, where are the whiskey ads?
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Those are for MOTHERS’ Day, don’cha know!!
;P
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Now that you mention it, I think you are right! I was thinking a Dad from Mad Men Season 1, but, wow, I would think a Mom from Mad Men Season 1 would deserve that drink a million times more…
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Ah, memories!
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I didn’t remember Naugahyde being so scary. \@’@/
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Hey, there’s Prince Albert in a can! Better let him out!
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Reblogged this on wordrefiner.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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Great fun. Thanks for the memories..
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I never really got into the Lil Abner comic strip. But I was worried about the morality of an ad showing Daisy Mae ogling Abner’s boxers so I did some quick research. Sure enough—they got married! So it’s all good and now I know a lot more about Lil Abner and crew than I did 15 minutes ago.
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As a devoted cigar and pipe smoker, in an age of inverted priorities, I relished the honesty of the first ad. : )
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Heavens to Murgatroid! … wonderful, in kind of a twisty way. 😀
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Love these and recall giving my Dad both Old Spice and High Karate. (Different years).
So many tobacco ads. My Dad smoked cigars which somehow gave me a stomach ache when riding in the car. Luckily in those days you could stretch out over the back seat when you weren’t feeling well. No pesky seatbelts to restrain you.
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Love these!
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