From 1965: What In The Holy Hell?

I'm en route to getting ready for Date Night, but I was so appalled by this clip, I had an urge to blog about it immediately!

Karen J., you evil and tortuous soul, how can you claim to be "one of my biggest fans" and then release this piece of fresh Hades upon me, knowing full well that I would have to do a post about it here? Devil woman, you!

Words...fail me. I didn't think even The Sixties were capable of children's toys that could only be played successfully by feigning an epileptic fit. But here it is: Swing Wing.



(Thank you, Karen. XOXOXOXO)

From 1978: If It's Monday, It Must Be Massengill

I also like to call this post "Girl, Your Twat So Stanky!"

The one woman must have spent too much time feathering her hair and getting her Annie Hall outfit just right to bother with unleashing her inner June Cleaver and giving The Beaver a good going over with the soap.

The other woman just so happened to have a Massengill Vinegar and Water douche right there, at the ready. Maybe she was going to use some of it on her salad for lunch, and then whip up a Cunt Vinaigrette for later.

From 1956: Smoking Cigarettes Is The American Way!

No, this commercial doesn't actually say that, but it might as well.

God, I miss cigarettes. I quit my two-pack-per-day habit almost twenty years ago. Wanna see a 40-year-old woman drop 50 pounds without even trying? Give me a couple of cartons of Marlboros and I'll demonstrate it for you.

From 1959: Better Living Through Gimmicks!

Another gorgeous housewife finding the ultimate in personal fulfillment from her pink washer and dryer. As "new as today's fabrics," housewives in 1959 could rest assured that five cycles of Filter-Flo power were making whites their whitest and brights their brightest!

Gorgeous double-clicker.