I’ve played several jukebox songs at bars lately, and I only play from the “discount” list because I can’t in good conscience pay more than $1 per song, which is what the cheap rate is. Some folks even pay $2 so that they can get their song played NEXT, which I feel is incredibly poor manners. Whatever happened to first come, first serve? I guess the rich win that round.
Back in 1978, this was seen as a clever tee, cute enough to make it into the yearbook. High schools would undoubtedly send this minor home in today’s #metoo era.
Even teachers were allowed to petition for partners.
You can’t wear that these days either. Turkeys would be offended.
This one would pass muster, despite its inaccuracy.
At least this one tells the truth.
This next shirt pairs beautifully with his thick, manly ‘stache.
Maybe the safest course to take is to simply don some school spirit (and a Dorothy Hamill haircut for his and hers).
…and then my husband tells me to tone down my enthusiasm.
A GI accepts a lift from celeb Fess Parker to hang an ornament on one of the 300 trees provided to Vietnam troops during Christmas of 1971.