Showing posts with label 1972. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1972. Show all posts

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Guess Who's 83 Today? My Man Chuck Berry. Reelin and Rockin.

Chuck Berry is 83 today! What an icon.

Here he is from 1972 doing Reelin and Rockin. Now you can't tell me he doesn't rock. Look at him go!

And look what he does at 1:04 when he realizes that he's thirsty.



Now that was classic.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Picture From 1972 IS Very Curious. What Do YOU See?



So look at this random picture I found on the internets when I typed in "1972".

What do YOU see in this picture? What are YOUR questions?

Mine are these:

- I wonder if they're goofing on doing the monkey or if they're really having fun dancing?

- I bet the dude in the plaid pants just asked the guy putting the mike together if he needed any help. He's probably now going to ask him stupid questions as well as tell him how is cousin who's in a band has the exact same speakers.

- I bet the first thing said over the mike will be something religious.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

My Dad Would Not Put Up With This 1972 Peter Pan Peanut Butter Nonsense

Here's what would have happened if the Peter Pan Peanut Butter "Man" came through our window in 1972 if my Dad got wind of it*. First watch the commercial:



(my dad walking into the kitchen)

Dad: What the hell is going on?!!

Peter Pan: (all flamboyant and excited) Peter Pan is the peanut butter eaters peanut....

Dad: Hit the breaks! Time out! What the hell are you doing in my kitchen?

Mom: Jim, he wants to know if we're the peanut butter...

Dad: Sally I'll handle this! (pins Peter Pan against the wall. Pan's hat falls to the floor. Eyes are watery. He's terrified) I'm not going to to ask you this again. What the hell are you doing in my kitchen?

Peter Pan: ..uh..uh...(gulps) I bring the peanut beaters butter eater....

Dad: Listen Tinkerbell, get the marbles out of your mouth and.....

(Peter Pan faints)
Mom: Jim you killed him!

Dad: Sally, I didn't touch him! That's it. Get me the number of West Whiteland Township. I don't pay taxes to have a Peanut Butter man coming in my window......
And it goes on from there.....

*If anyone wants to fund this and make it into a play, please contact me privately.