This is all in good fun, but folks would cry “domestic abuse” in this day and age.
When I think of Mary Wana, I think of hippies, not high school students in 1949. My bad.
Fun with intentional homicide!
Uh-oh, bestiality!
Mental illness was a laughing matter.
Hints of polygamy…
And the grand finale of I-Don’t-Get-Itness…a bowlegged sheriff fondling a cactus made of student’s heads, as a vulture flies overhead. Because that’s normal.
I Don't Get It 
Why, kerbey, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Haven’t you seen the student-headed cacti of Arizona? Absolutely picturesque.
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Well, I am not well-traveled, and I’ve never been to Arizona, so I’ll have to trust you on that one. Is there a coyote involved?
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Yes, he paints tunnels for birds to travel through. It’s magnificent.
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🙂
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“Now, gals, don’t argue over me, there’s ’nuff for both of you.”
Shoots, I still use that line.
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LOL
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This came through, for me, about an hour ago. I don’t know if I’m really senile or in the Matrix. In either event I liked it then and I like it now. I think I commented that people can’t view 60 year old humor with 21st Century eyes. I also said that some things are mean and nasty regardless of age. Maybe I mentioned that we, as a people have become wussified. I also think I complemented your header pics. The old one with the bread label and the new one with cars, guns, cops and helicopters. I hope this one takes. I don’t want to be stuck in the Matrix. Unless they have a deli and open bar
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This one took! I agree w/ all your comments. I hope we’re out of the Matrix now. Yes, an open bar, of course!
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Oh my dear Blogger Buddy I received both your posts bold as brass. So my ? is… are they both real?
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Only one exists now. Not sure why.
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Benson, yup to the ‘wussified’
–Lance, a growing curmudgeon in training.
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Ah a curmudgeon. Often mis- understood but never fully appreciated.
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We be a ‘dying-pout’ breed.
C’est vrai.
Not since Rooney…have we had fame.
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Didn’t know yearbooks even had comics and if they no longer do, these examples are why. Sheesh. They’re not funny even a little bit–unless I’m missing something. And I think I’m willing and able to laugh at quite a bit! Though the Nut Hut one has a certain appeal–I would do very well in one of those.
Great twist on your usual photos. Variety, spice of life.
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Well, at least the boy could draw. I’m not offended by them, but the years do change the way we perceive things. I like cartoons, so I was happy to see them in there. It is very rare, as you say.
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I am just (barely) old enuff to remember comics in yearbooks.
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Oh, yeah?
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“Peter Pan Syndrome”
C’est moi
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Those were the days, my friend, we thought they’d never end, we sang and danced, forever and a day …
I had nothing for these wretched, ridiculous and indecipherable cartoons but to recite the lyrics to an old song that jumped to my head, Kerbey. I hope you had a good weekend, my friend.
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LOL that’s quite a reaction to them. I had a good weekend, thanks!
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‘Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way’
Dam! We did!
Did I sleep through their exit, stage right-wing?
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These must be humorous with a dose of Mary Wanna. That’s my only attempt at an explanation, dear kerbey. Otherwise, I don’t get it either.
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Ya had to be there…With a joint an some Boone’s Farm. That was requisite.
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Oh, I’ve had that.
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