This straining adolescent is performing the Posin’ maneuver, as part of a new dance craze called The Big Apple. Nope, I’d never heard of it, either. But I bet Liz at The Vintage Inn has (she knows all about the Lindy and other swing dancing). In 1937, Time magazine attempted to describe it in words I can’t comprehend:
Set ’em up, Joe!
We visited a fluffle of bunnies (yes, the term is fluffle) during the holiday, and this one was the most interactive.
Others were shy, like this guy.
But not Max, Jr. He was ripe for a nibble of vegetation.
And even a rabbit pellet for dessert.
Did you ever see a cuter black-nosed, red-eyed bunny?
Now which do you think is the better picture? The intimate zoom into the men’s conversation? Or the zoomed-out version, full of Esso and more Coca-Cola?
*none of these was edited
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