watch it: 1950s/1960s Bounty paper towel commercial
Imagine, if you can, a time when paper towels did not exist, and had to be invented, and then sold to harried housewives with misbehaving dogs and children…
Imagine, if you can, a time when paper towels did not exist, and had to be invented, and then sold to harried housewives with misbehaving dogs and children…
It starts out all sad music at momma’s funeral and we gots to sell the horse farm, but dang if nobody can keep Diane Lane down.
Gee willikers, everyone knows that only old fogies drink Coke!
In honor to what would have been John Lennon’s 70th birthday today, a look back at one of the silliest movies ever made. And I mean that as a compliment.
This ad wasn’t made by Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce, but it could have been. Before they lost the Lucky Strike account, that is.
Ah, no! The happy beach smokers are jumping out of the TV!
Did Mattel make a big-boy vroom for when the training wheels came off?
Those darn damned kids: they’ve learned to blend in and look like any ol’ ordinary Earth kids, all the better to zap our brains and stuff.
Ah, it was the beginning of the subgenre of horror movies about demonic children that would enjoy a solid run in the 1960s and 70…
Ah. I always knew Hai Karate was kind of a joke, but now I understand why: It was the Axe body spray of my father’s generation.