Is anything better than old magazines? Hell-OOOOO, I think not! I've had some astonishing great luck at tag sales this summer. I need an intern to post stuff (and get my cigar wet!) Either that, or one of you people ought to get on the ball and figure out how to "package" my shotgun approach to all this crap I do and I'll do it all day long!
This fabulous ad is from the fabulous December 1953 issue of True Story magazine. I got it for a DOLLAR Saturday when the World's Greatest Cook and I took a liesurely tour of Vermont tag sales. We also saw a naked man walking down the sidewalk in downtown Brattleboro. And we watched a cranky bitch waitress berate people at a diner where we ate lunch! It was great "theater" because she was not OUR waitress. Our waitress was sweet!
There are a couple more MUST POST things in this copy of True Story. Coming soon...
I think I figured out why kamikaze chipmunks run out in front of the car:
They hear the savage beast rumbling toward them, and they cannot comprehend that it is limited to the road. They think it can run into the woods and get them! So they run for their hidey-hole, even if it means running directly in front of the beast.
Does that make sense?