
Looks like Pat Boone should have used Shinola White on his signature shoes. Why so scuffed? Looks like he just left the coalmine.


Looks like Pat Boone should have used Shinola White on his signature shoes. Why so scuffed? Looks like he just left the coalmine.


No, not that one.
The one with the bug eyes.
Thanks, inflation!


Here you see Horace offering his armpit to Shirley, who tries her best to look unimpressed, though the combination of pineapple pulp, hibiscus, and Polynesian breeze are an intoxicating aphrodisiac indeed. Phillip, downwind of him, seems overcome by the pheromones.
Don’t look now, but the fumes of anti-perspirant have attracted the coeds from down the hall! Everyone’s up for Aloha Fresh.

While tiki torches burn, Raynard and Viv spark it up. Aloha Fresh neutralizes that irritating side smoke, and even the stench of cheap domestic beer.

The truth is, no one wants to believe he or she has an issue with odor. But we’ve all been in cabs. It’s real. Better safe than sorry. Shouldn’t you be Aloha Fresh today?



It’s Portugal, 1949. A good time to be alive. Maybe don’t sit at the edge of a lake on the Azores Volcanic Crater, unless you have seriously good balance.

What could be sadder than Prolon-induced pig anxiety? Perhaps hooves clutching a wishbone of a fellow creature? Who cares? Hitler is dead!
All of today’s ads come to us from the summer of 1946, when the country was just beginning to get back on her feet. The war was in the past, and so was hog bristle. In this new age, science was the winner, and pigs vs prophylactic Prolon made good copy.
But not as good as a head of youthful, vibrant, slick hair that caught a young lady’s eye. Watch as his locks emanate vitality.

And speaking of crushes, why not try Orange Crush, filled with the juice of tree-ripened Valencia oranges? Yes, that’s right. Actual juice in the bottle, as well as pulp!

Not a fan of orange? Then pause to refresh with Hires. Cheers to silly puns! Now let me dig, woman.

Not a soda person? Maybe a Bloody Mary is in your future. Make it sing with A-1, the dash that makes the dish!

After all that imbibing, it’s time to wind down, head to the parlor, and listen to some Big Band on the Crosley radio. Perhaps make room for a cooling after-dinner mint. Everyone’s heard of Richardson’s mints. U-All-No!


Sometimes when infatuation spills out of you so effusively that you can’t hold your dimples in, you just need your bestie to have your back, and go tell it on the mountain–or go tell the bestie of your crush that you think he’s the most.
Then he can relay the information. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Then it’s up to him to make the next move. Or bring his buddies with him as wingmen.

Sparks may fly between you.

And who knows where that could lead?



I’m sorry, what? Did you just say “won’t harm humans”? That’s right, folks. Our friend DDT was approved by the FDA in 1945 as safe, safe, safe. And we believed them because the FDA was supposed to research and vet and do all its due diligence. But sometimes, you have to wait years for awful, carcinogenic side effects to creep up. And they did! The FDA waited until 1972 to put the ix-nay on it. So maybe think twice next time the government mandates/forces/strongly encourages you to trust the FDA, especially if they’re in a hurry.
At least it killed silverfish, like it promised.

Companies don’t often know exactly what they’re peddling, and collateral damage happens. Just remember, no entity or person (despite funding the NIH and Wuhan lab) has all the answers. Some things take years to uncover.
Let’s just be happy that the FDA does eventually recall items, often due to “undeclared allergens” but also to being packaged in what appear to be drink containers. Didn’t they know that before they sent them out? It’s important to keep Americans safe. So how often do they recall? Always. In fact, a month doesn’t go by that they don’t recall items. Let’s look at just a portion of what was recalled over three months just this year:
The FDA certainly stays on its toes! Recalling items sounds exhausting.
Thanks to https://mcintyrelaw.com/blog/recent-fda-recall-list for the list.
And thanks to the FDA for recalling DDT.

What is going on here? No one is rushing the stage. Folks are in their seats. No Zippos in the air. No bra straps showing. Petticoats are full, waists cinched nicely. It’s a remarkable expression of containment and decorum, when you know full well those girls are about to. lose. their. minds.
And there is Elvis, prostrate, barely legal to drink, full of chills that are multiplying and sending electric shocks up the spines of the mostly female audience. I would say he’s all shook up, but that won’t come out till next year, the year he buys Graceland and is drafted into the military.
Fortunately, Elvis lives to tour again and continues the theme of lying down during set lists, even as his age doubles from 21 to 42. Yes, the sideburns and jumpsuits (and karate moves) are new. But some things never change.



