It looks like a kid’s magazine, but it’s actually an adult humor magazine, kind of a bawdier forerunner of Mad.. I can’t remember in what book a boy gets in trouble for reading it.
That tagline gives you the idea.
Started by a man who called himself “Captain Billy” Fawcett, it became very popular, and led to Fawcett Publishing, and magazines like Family Circle.
It gets a mention by Harold Hill in the song from “The Music Man” called “Trouble.” If the town’s kids go to the new pool hall they might end up quoting jokes from this publication.
Wow… Trying to search this picture, I encountered all sorts of misdirection…including some results and a Wikipedia page in a language I’ve never seen, that looks like a mix of French, Dutch and Spanish. Google couldn’t translate it.
But I found enough actual information to say this is a mailman on stilts, not long after the turn of the 20th century, in a region called the Pays de Buch, in France. I also saw it called Les Landes.
It’s in southern, coastal France, where everything is flat, but very marshy. It became known for the shepherds watching their flocks while perched on very tall stilts.
The local postman, as well, navigated his route that way… but in fact, everyone, not just workers but housewives and schoolchildren, too, got around at least part of the time on stilts.
A baker from the town became famous for walking across Europe and all the way to Moscow on his, and even climbed the Eiffel Tower on them.
How many years till they were beaten out by the pull tab?
Some day didn’t last very long.
Anybody else remember the ones that weren’t pull tabs… they were those diabolical punch hole things, with no ring to pull.
Pretty sure they were on soft drinks, too. I can’t remember whether they were before the pull tabs that came off, or after they discontinued those because of the litter, but I know they were before modern pull tabs that stay connected to the can.
You pushed down on the sealed opening, and your finger and the tab of metal went into the can.
People complained because they were sharp, and often cut fingers…. So some executive of a beer company or a can company famously went on TV to demonstrate that they were perfectly safe, and cut his finger horribly, right on camera.
As a kid, I remember putting my tongue into one of those punched openings and nearly getting it stuck. One of life’s smaller, but just as important, lessons.
That yellow kitty was probably just the only style of cat emoticon on the keyboard that was used to type the header.
All of mine are yellow too. Very discriminatory.
If I insert one of mine, it may show here, or just be a link to the image, which is why I stopped using keyboard emojis here, and just do text ones. 🙂 🐱
I do remember she liked a few rough and tumble activities with the fellas.
But when it comes to fetching a large heavy object, maybe she’d be more inclined to wait for someone of the male dog persuasion to carry it and present it to her, just to exert her power.
Flight of the Bumblebee…unforgettable. I have a recording of Raphael Méndez playing that on trumpet (Rafael Méndez is widely considered the greatest technical trumpet virtuoso ever recorded.) Yeah, I used to play…so I’m more than familiar with many of the great artists. Hearing that on cello just seems odd 🙂
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Oh my gosh! It’s leaking!
Bassets will nap anywhere. This one is either ending or beginning a nap, I’m sure.
Tonight, after dinner, I looked over at Lincoln, laying just outside the kitchen, with his head firmly ensconced in his food dish. Asleep.
Dogs. Huh.
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“explosion of pedigreed bull” I suppose that could be just about anything.
It looks like a kid’s magazine, but it’s actually an adult humor magazine, kind of a bawdier forerunner of Mad.. I can’t remember in what book a boy gets in trouble for reading it.
That tagline gives you the idea.
Started by a man who called himself “Captain Billy” Fawcett, it became very popular, and led to Fawcett Publishing, and magazines like Family Circle.
It gets a mention by Harold Hill in the song from “The Music Man” called “Trouble.” If the town’s kids go to the new pool hall they might end up quoting jokes from this publication.
exactly why I posted it—I remembered the line from ‘Trouble’ and was surprised it actually existed
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I did not remember that. Of course, it’s been forty years since I did “Muzak Man”.
That might be what I was thinking of.
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It’s Nessie!
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Wow… Trying to search this picture, I encountered all sorts of misdirection…including some results and a Wikipedia page in a language I’ve never seen, that looks like a mix of French, Dutch and Spanish. Google couldn’t translate it.
But I found enough actual information to say this is a mailman on stilts, not long after the turn of the 20th century, in a region called the Pays de Buch, in France. I also saw it called Les Landes.
It’s in southern, coastal France, where everything is flat, but very marshy. It became known for the shepherds watching their flocks while perched on very tall stilts.
The local postman, as well, navigated his route that way… but in fact, everyone, not just workers but housewives and schoolchildren, too, got around at least part of the time on stilts.
A baker from the town became famous for walking across Europe and all the way to Moscow on his, and even climbed the Eiffel Tower on them.
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Yuck!
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How many years till they were beaten out by the pull tab?
Some day didn’t last very long.
Anybody else remember the ones that weren’t pull tabs… they were those diabolical punch hole things, with no ring to pull.
Pretty sure they were on soft drinks, too. I can’t remember whether they were before the pull tabs that came off, or after they discontinued those because of the litter, but I know they were before modern pull tabs that stay connected to the can.
You pushed down on the sealed opening, and your finger and the tab of metal went into the can.
People complained because they were sharp, and often cut fingers…. So some executive of a beer company or a can company famously went on TV to demonstrate that they were perfectly safe, and cut his finger horribly, right on camera.
I couldn’t remember enough to find it on Google.
As a kid, I remember putting my tongue into one of those punched openings and nearly getting it stuck. One of life’s smaller, but just as important, lessons.
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Don’t fall in.
“Just a little closer, kid”
“We all float down here…”
So what are we dealing with here? Bird, beast or fish?
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This is brilliant!
Yeah… But what alternative will be offered, if they do figure out how to make the call?
Then the shoe… or the joke… will be on the other foot.
Dinosaurs! We can turn them into dinosaurs!
Yeah, right…
In a 100 million years or so…
(snerk)
That would be de-evolution.
You say that as if it’s a bad thing…
Nah… a lot of things could stand to be de-evolved.
“Been there, done that…”
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I’ve got three, but
I have three as well, probably the same three
All of mine are yellow too. Very discriminatory.
If I insert one of mine, it may show here, or just be a link to the image, which is why I stopped using keyboard emojis here, and just do text ones. 🙂 🐱
Wow… I forgot to put any text in the “title” box… I never knew it automatically puts in “Spoiler”.
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I watch a lot of these. It’s the first time I’ve heard of the Piglet Squid.
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Wait until they find out it’s just a rock.
Is one of the “other guys,” by any chance, Miss MHM?
Might be… Looks a bit like her.
I do remember she liked a few rough and tumble activities with the fellas.
But when it comes to fetching a large heavy object, maybe she’d be more inclined to wait for someone of the male dog persuasion to carry it and present it to her, just to exert her power.
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That movie was the first thing I thought of too!
One on my short-list of all time favorites.
I’d been thinking of posting something from it… but hopefully something from when George (the little dog) steals the precious bone.
Here’s one I’ve found so far:
Flight of the Bumblebee…unforgettable. I have a recording of Raphael Méndez playing that on trumpet (Rafael Méndez is widely considered the greatest technical trumpet virtuoso ever recorded.) Yeah, I used to play…so I’m more than familiar with many of the great artists. Hearing that on cello just seems odd 🙂
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Stained glass in the chapel at Sainte-Chapelle in Paris.