No I’ve never seen that ad before. But come to think Hardees may not have been in this part of the country back in 1973. We had a local Burger chain; Burger Chef that was purchased by Hardees.Then all of the Burger Chef outlets became Hardees.
Piany shenanigans. Those were the days. People used to gather in groups at the slightest catalyst – like a piano or a soda shoppe or a record player. These days I’m closer to people in other countries and on other continents through the internet than I am to my neighbors. I sort of miss the personal contact.
I couldn’t tell you the names of my neighbors on either side or behind or in front of me, so it’s the same here, too, O’ Man Who Is Thousands of Miles Away.
I think Billy Joel is hiding in the wings in the bottom picture, Kerbey. He was in the rival piano gang from the Vaqueros, the Long Island Potato Heads.
It’s nice to see you kept it “All in the Family.” I can hear Jean Stapleton. . .
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I apologize for that. Randy Jackson might tell her she’s a bit pitchy, dawg.
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lol.
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Nice pictures. A little nostalgia is always a good thing. Is there still a Hit Parade?
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Oh, I’ve never seen one in my lifetime.
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Really? I guess I’ve really dated myself on that one.
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That is her voice. I’d never seen that Hardee’s ad bc I was a wee lass. Had you seen it?
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No I’ve never seen that ad before. But come to think Hardees may not have been in this part of the country back in 1973. We had a local Burger chain; Burger Chef that was purchased by Hardees.Then all of the Burger Chef outlets became Hardees.
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I’ve never eaten there. Maybe that’s why–it wasn’t here!
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I Googled. Burger Chef was started in 1954 in Indianapolis. Sold out in 1983. Hardees eventually bought them. Shame.
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It’s only a memory in your head…
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Gladys wanted everyone to hear her mix tape. She didn’t choose the thug life; it chose her.
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Ha ha ha! Dang, it feels good to be a gangsta.
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Piany shenanigans. Those were the days. People used to gather in groups at the slightest catalyst – like a piano or a soda shoppe or a record player. These days I’m closer to people in other countries and on other continents through the internet than I am to my neighbors. I sort of miss the personal contact.
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I couldn’t tell you the names of my neighbors on either side or behind or in front of me, so it’s the same here, too, O’ Man Who Is Thousands of Miles Away.
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kee-ute. That’s lovely that the kids gather at the piano. Can’t see it happening so much today.
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Nope. We have a parlor with a keyboard, but no one gathers around it. It doesn’t have a screen to stare it.
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I think Billy Joel is hiding in the wings in the bottom picture, Kerbey. He was in the rival piano gang from the Vaqueros, the Long Island Potato Heads.
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I believe so.
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I gotta have that Vaqueros jersey.
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I don’t blame you.
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I could be cool guy on campus, man.
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