It’s the names, the spot-on character impressions… and details, like Lois’ veil, and like Sylvester’s halo falling, in cartoon fashion.
And the joke at the end… cos it’s true. Those #$@! superheroes never do clean up the mess they make!
SeeBashed cars on the street, bent rifles littering the sidewalk… and poor old Granny, who’s going to be in big trouble with her landlord, as well as freezing in the winter, if no one helps her out.
Didn’t refresh in time to see yours before I started typing.
You know, I think she probably got the cheetah a bit younger… but in London, I’ve read that you could buy both fashionable furs and fashionable exotic pets at Harrods.
American actress Phyllis Gordon with her 4-year-old pet cheetah, window shopping in London, in 1939.
She starred in both silent and sound films, from the early 1920s through 1941…
but she still had the cheetah for a long time after that, cos when searching this image I saw obviously later ones.
I read that she also startled other patrons at an iowa restaurant in the 1940s, when they noticed a marmoset in her handbag.
Today we consider keeping exotic animals pretty much a form of abuse, but they didn’t understand that, back them. She was considered quite an animal lover.
However, it still seems a bit cavalier, IMHO, to wear a huge fox around one’s neck, while walking one’s cheetah.
Those meatballs in the middle don’t look like any pictures of Haloumi that I can find, but they sure look tasty! Call them what you want, I won’t throw them off my plate.
I used to go to two different Greek festivals every summer, both now defunct, and a long-closed Greek restaurant (with an all you can eat buffet on Sundays!)
Plus I used to spend a lot of time with my ex husband’s family, and one of his sisters-in-law and her mother would bring Greek food to family gatherings. I really miss it all!
As for the haloumi, that’s on the dish below the label. The Loukoumades aren’t pictured… they might be cut off the bottom.
The Greek meatballs I know are called keftedes, and they’re really good. Those are probably keftedes in the picture, but somebody goofed and they’re not labeled.
I thought at first this was just a freak accident, but when the guys started cheering, then it was plain that ‘men will be men, but mostly they will be boys’
French Lunch.
I never tasted white sliced bread before starting school and only then because all the other kids had PB+Jelly sandwiches and I wanted to be like them. I quickly went back to the French bread my mom would pack for me.
I think you have to decide how blond you mean, before you could say the majority of some of those yellow areas are “blond”.
Scandinavia, yeah… And sure, there are lot of blondes further south… But a majority?
I have, and have had, quite a few English friends over the years, including two ex boyfriends (years apart and a total coincidence)…. my closest female friend of 50 years and her husband are from Manchester and Carlisle, respectively, which are both Northern cities.
I can’t think of a blonde among them! Is that just coincidence?
But three that I’m picturing, and also my brother, who was definitely not English, had the sort of hair they preferred to call blond, but the rest of us might call mousey brown. If that’s the blond they mean, ok.
just in case…
First time I’ve seen this one.
This was one of the best ones ever!
I love Superbasset…. but it’s not only that.
It’s the names, the spot-on character impressions… and details, like Lois’ veil, and like Sylvester’s halo falling, in cartoon fashion.
And the joke at the end… cos it’s true. Those #$@! superheroes never do clean up the mess they make!
SeeBashed cars on the street, bent rifles littering the sidewalk… and poor old Granny, who’s going to be in big trouble with her landlord, as well as freezing in the winter, if no one helps her out.
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The paws that refreshes.
And this is me when I’m feeling energetic!
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Math class?
yes!–don’t know where this is, but it’s a great teacher
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“…and your enemies closer…”
There he is, fellas! Let’s all jump him together!
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I wonder if her cheetah caught that critter she’s wearing?
Didn’t refresh in time to see yours before I started typing.
You know, I think she probably got the cheetah a bit younger… but in London, I’ve read that you could buy both fashionable furs and fashionable exotic pets at Harrods.
American actress Phyllis Gordon with her 4-year-old pet cheetah, window shopping in London, in 1939.
She starred in both silent and sound films, from the early 1920s through 1941…
but she still had the cheetah for a long time after that, cos when searching this image I saw obviously later ones.
I read that she also startled other patrons at an iowa restaurant in the 1940s, when they noticed a marmoset in her handbag.
Today we consider keeping exotic animals pretty much a form of abuse, but they didn’t understand that, back them. She was considered quite an animal lover.
However, it still seems a bit cavalier, IMHO, to wear a huge fox around one’s neck, while walking one’s cheetah.
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I’m so glad it says not to stack them.
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Those meatballs in the middle don’t look like any pictures of Haloumi that I can find, but they sure look tasty! Call them what you want, I won’t throw them off my plate.
Wow, a feast!
I love Greek food, and seldom get it .
I used to go to two different Greek festivals every summer, both now defunct, and a long-closed Greek restaurant (with an all you can eat buffet on Sundays!)
Plus I used to spend a lot of time with my ex husband’s family, and one of his sisters-in-law and her mother would bring Greek food to family gatherings. I really miss it all!
As for the haloumi, that’s on the dish below the label. The Loukoumades aren’t pictured… they might be cut off the bottom.
The Greek meatballs I know are called keftedes, and they’re really good. Those are probably keftedes in the picture, but somebody goofed and they’re not labeled.
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Men will be men all over the world.
Definitely removed the governor from that engine, they normally do about 1500 revs tops.
I thought at first this was just a freak accident, but when the guys started cheering, then it was plain that ‘men will be men, but mostly they will be boys’
The guy with the stick pushing the tyre off of the flywheel indicates (To me anyhoo) that this was indended.
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French Lunch.
I never tasted white sliced bread before starting school and only then because all the other kids had PB+Jelly sandwiches and I wanted to be like them. I quickly went back to the French bread my mom would pack for me.
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
Yes… or should I say oui.. according to search, l this was taken in Paris, in 1945.
The war was over… Times were still hard, but at least a Parisienne could safely walk home with the essentials.
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Pretty sure I recognize most of them… Some only because I’ve seen that particular picture of him or her.
I’ll give you
Johnny Carson, Jerry Seinfeld… I think Kirk Douglas
Barbra Streisand, Dustin Hoffman (?), Candice Bergen
John Belushi, I dunno… I think Eddie Murphy(?)
Looks familiar but I dunno, Cher, Clint Eastwood (it also looks a lot like David Bowie, but I’m pretty sure it’s Eastwood)
Tomorrow I’ll try to search it, but right now I’m half asleep…
And till then, you guys can laugh at me if I’m wrong.
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I think you have to decide how blond you mean, before you could say the majority of some of those yellow areas are “blond”.
Scandinavia, yeah… And sure, there are lot of blondes further south… But a majority?
I have, and have had, quite a few English friends over the years, including two ex boyfriends (years apart and a total coincidence)…. my closest female friend of 50 years and her husband are from Manchester and Carlisle, respectively, which are both Northern cities.
I can’t think of a blonde among them! Is that just coincidence?
But three that I’m picturing, and also my brother, who was definitely not English, had the sort of hair they preferred to call blond, but the rest of us might call mousey brown. If that’s the blond they mean, ok.
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“I’m home! I let the dog out!”
I’m impressed he managed to get the bike turned around ready to go out!
Street Art in Germany by Klaus Klinger.
Song Sparrow.