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Let The Good Times Roll, Part I

Downtime in 1940

Satin Panties Add Support

Here, the basketball coach explains why this year’s uniforms were shortened, rendering undergarments completely unnecessary, and thus, saving on material during the war effort.

Well, that’s my guess anyway. In addition, should there be an unexpected air raid, the satin reflects any light, enabling team members to lead others out of the building. Follow that sheen!

These two look ready for action. I guess I don’t pay much attention to basketball; I didn’t even realize players wore knee pads. I haven’t watched a game since I had that crush on John Stockton from the Utah Jazz nearly 20 years ago.

The cameraman took some risks to get this shot (or else he was Andre the Giant).

And for those players who weren’t destined to be seven feet tall, there was always room to improve their vertical. Case in point:

Dwight Ruins Every Shot

Dopest Sweater of All Time

Penny postcards reveal fall semester grades. Somebody’s taking it a little hard.

Fourthforbridge, or Dueling Sweaters

Drinking & Dancing: Baptists Beware

Klute Hair Attacks Face

Guard your cheekbones, sister! The header reads “Little Sisters of the Skull.” I don’t see a skull. And obviously one of these ladies is no little sister. The housemother’s pissy smile is reminiscent of Marlene Dietrich, the later years.

The weak are more likely to make the strong weak than the strong are likely to make the weak strong. — Marlene Dietrich

Actually, her face conveys a more Kanye West sentiment: You should be honored by my lateness. If you’re not familiar with the leggy, gender-bending bisexual and promiscuous Dietrich, then chances are high you also have no idea to what Klute hair refers. No worries! It was an old Hanoi Jane Fonda movie, where she displayed this curious hairstyle. Female sideburns that flip up and constantly poke the eyeball–who wouldn’t want that? Personally, I prefer Barbarella.

Evidently, Linda Bailey (in the Susan Dey Partridge Family vest) wanted it, and she appears elated with her decision.

Fortunately for her, the hairstyle easily converted to the Joan Jett look, popular a decade later.

And she don’t give a damn about her bad reputation.

Miami Vice-Basilius

Again–I did not pledge, so I cannot fully comprehend Greek life. All I can do is surmise that McBride and the Ride here bought dress shoes in bulk, with good arch support, in order to perform these complex yoga moves. This picture is 43 years old, so I doubt they can work their lumbar region like that these days, but stranger things have happened.

I like how Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike left enough personal space between groins to still seem tough and masculine. As far as personal preference, I’ll have to say Bertram has the nicest smile (Berri just seems angry or confused), and John Taylor (one of the long-lost Duran Duran Taylor boys) seems to smugly be bringing up the caboose (happy to have no one behind him). All in all, a nice portrait of unity, representing the four stated goals of the fraternity: manhood, scholarship, perseverance, and uplift. Uplift?

Singing Cowboys

Ugly 80s Sweaters That Make Me Hungry

Here, boys. When you think of me, think of fattening comfort food. I just hope that she and Jungle Safari Jill next to her were able to score a 2 for 1 deal on perms that month.

I’m feeling a bit peckish. Venison, anyone?

The following Pegasus dress is pretty fly for a white girl, but how could it possibly compare to a graphic 3/4 sleeve sweater that also teaches us dumb Americans to speak French?

Maybe these sweaters were worn by French students? The models look très peeved.