Month: June 2017
It’s Raining Cigarettes. Hallelujah.
Boyardee Fail: Pizza Does NOT Marry Well With Fruit And Milk
Tangy pizza with apples and milk (double dairy?) makes about as much sense as pizza spacecat.

Sleeping With Scads Of Little Men
Let’s Make More Bolo Ties For The Whole Gang

I Like It Better The First Way
Dog Day Afternoon

Gams O’ Les Girls
Not The Marlboro Man I Remember

Who’s THIS guy with the glasses, shelves of books, and a tat on his hand? That’s not The Marlboro Man. The Marlboro Man wears a cowboy hat and has a cigarette dangling out of his mouth. He’s wincing into the sun with crow’s feet and leathered skin but yet ruggedly handsome, despite the huge probability of melanoma. I’m going to have to take a pass on 1957 Marlboro Man.
A Little Drop Of Rain Can Hardly Hurt You Now
Bet Their Marching Band Camp Didn’t Start August 1st In 110 Degree Heat

You Wash And I’ll Fly
