I’m sure I’ve seen that wallpaper before. Maybe at Grandma’s house or maybe at great uncle Frank and aunt Verda’s house. Aunt Verda would probably be criticizing the new pastor for some “bass-ackwards” nonsense in Sunday’s sermon.
Granny on the phone “Yes he are all of his pasta and ice cream. No he still doesn’t know what day it is. He continues to say he is the president and cmon man when we ask if he needs his diaper changed. We found a bag of white powder in his room after his son visited last week)
Jill Biden on other end of phone “great. (In background) Hunter, that shit is expensive and illegal, stop leaving the bags of snow everywhere!”
“well yes, I’m just lounging here in my stockings, sheer lace bra and oh no! looks like I forgot my panties again! I’m such a naughty girl! what do you have in mind for me, sir?”
She’s listening in on a “party line”.
I actually once spent summers in a house with a party line. I was too young to have phone privileges, but it was the extended family summer home, in a slightly decayed summer colony near New Bedford Massachusetts, and summer colonies got their lines upgraded last, which was surely reasonable enough.
…and she told me again how she despised that orange monster, and just then the Warfarin kicked in and blood started gushing out of her ears…
.
Hello. Yes Doctor thank you for following up with a phone call post op. Yes the pain is minimal from the penis removal surgery. I even dressed as a granny today.
Gladys, I was about to bake some brownies when I found some that our grandson, Kyle, left behind last time he stayed here. I tried one and it was GGGRRRREAAATTTT !!!!
The early attempts to launch OnlyFans were not successful.
An early member of MOSSAD demonstrating both his ‘blending into White Culture’ skills and his ‘yavolkavich’ artful deception skills!
.
*****
.
Using a different disguise in his later years, an unnamed member of MOSSAD ran the 2020 fUSA election… and (surprise! [sarc]) was elected President!
Maybe we are being just a bit too snarky here.
This woman appears to be happy (she is smiling), well-fed, well-clothed, well-housed.
She appears to be wearing prescription eyeglasses (a luxury during that era, newly available to the working middle class).
I grew up during that era, with that very cheerful wallpaper in the kitchen, and the indestructible black dial telephone manufactured by Western Electric, on a party line (line was shared by several other households).
For some perspective, my friend’s Mom was the County Welfare administrator.
She had been widowed in a car accident that most likely would not have been fatal in today’s vehicles.
Her rule for assistance – if you had a telephone, you did not qualify for welfare assistance.
For additional perspective, my Dad, as a youngster, was held back (failed) a primary school year.
His parents beat him for being stupid.
Somehow, a school nurse determined that he could not see very well, and got him a pair of off-the-shelf eyeglasses.
He went on to do well in school, served as a WWII Infantry Officer, and earned a respectable middle-class income during the era of dial telephones and printed wallpaper.
I will begin my 75th orbit around the sun when the Spring Solstice arrives.
I remember the early 1950s as if it was yesterday.
I am not sure, with all the advances of the past 70 years, that people are any happier or more fulfilled today than they were back then.
I personally am much happier, more secure, and well-off than almost anyone I knew growing up, and of course, there is no going back in time, but that photo of the woman on the phone does make me a bit nostalgic for a time when people were a lot more grateful for the blessings in their lives.
Many people have complained that they do not have flying cars. Considering how other people drive in two dimensions, without ice or water on the roads, I don’t think the lack of flying cars is a flaw or a shortcoming.
Unlike most people, Emma loved party lines, because she could listen to Pastor Sanctus having phone sex with the choir girl down the street.
To quote a meme: “Yes, that’s right. And the horse you rode in on.”
“Yes, and the horse you rode in on!”
Why yes, I have a coop with 30 laying hens, and a dozen eggs will run you about $7.50, no tax. Screw the governor.
I’m sure I’ve seen that wallpaper before. Maybe at Grandma’s house or maybe at great uncle Frank and aunt Verda’s house. Aunt Verda would probably be criticizing the new pastor for some “bass-ackwards” nonsense in Sunday’s sermon.
Granny on the phone “Yes he are all of his pasta and ice cream. No he still doesn’t know what day it is. He continues to say he is the president and cmon man when we ask if he needs his diaper changed. We found a bag of white powder in his room after his son visited last week)
Jill Biden on other end of phone “great. (In background) Hunter, that shit is expensive and illegal, stop leaving the bags of snow everywhere!”
“well yes, I’m just lounging here in my stockings, sheer lace bra and oh no! looks like I forgot my panties again! I’m such a naughty girl! what do you have in mind for me, sir?”
She’s listening in on a “party line”.
I actually once spent summers in a house with a party line. I was too young to have phone privileges, but it was the extended family summer home, in a slightly decayed summer colony near New Bedford Massachusetts, and summer colonies got their lines upgraded last, which was surely reasonable enough.
…and she told me again how she despised that orange monster, and just then the Warfarin kicked in and blood started gushing out of her ears…
.
Hello. Yes Doctor thank you for following up with a phone call post op. Yes the pain is minimal from the penis removal surgery. I even dressed as a granny today.
Gladys, I was about to bake some brownies when I found some that our grandson, Kyle, left behind last time he stayed here. I tried one and it was GGGRRRREAAATTTT !!!!
The early attempts to launch OnlyFans were not successful.
An early member of MOSSAD demonstrating both his ‘blending into White Culture’ skills and his ‘yavolkavich’ artful deception skills!
.
*****
.
Using a different disguise in his later years, an unnamed member of MOSSAD ran the 2020 fUSA election… and (surprise! [sarc]) was elected President!
Maybe we are being just a bit too snarky here.
This woman appears to be happy (she is smiling), well-fed, well-clothed, well-housed.
She appears to be wearing prescription eyeglasses (a luxury during that era, newly available to the working middle class).
I grew up during that era, with that very cheerful wallpaper in the kitchen, and the indestructible black dial telephone manufactured by Western Electric, on a party line (line was shared by several other households).
For some perspective, my friend’s Mom was the County Welfare administrator.
She had been widowed in a car accident that most likely would not have been fatal in today’s vehicles.
Her rule for assistance – if you had a telephone, you did not qualify for welfare assistance.
For additional perspective, my Dad, as a youngster, was held back (failed) a primary school year.
His parents beat him for being stupid.
Somehow, a school nurse determined that he could not see very well, and got him a pair of off-the-shelf eyeglasses.
He went on to do well in school, served as a WWII Infantry Officer, and earned a respectable middle-class income during the era of dial telephones and printed wallpaper.
I will begin my 75th orbit around the sun when the Spring Solstice arrives.
I remember the early 1950s as if it was yesterday.
I am not sure, with all the advances of the past 70 years, that people are any happier or more fulfilled today than they were back then.
I personally am much happier, more secure, and well-off than almost anyone I knew growing up, and of course, there is no going back in time, but that photo of the woman on the phone does make me a bit nostalgic for a time when people were a lot more grateful for the blessings in their lives.
Many people have complained that they do not have flying cars. Considering how other people drive in two dimensions, without ice or water on the roads, I don’t think the lack of flying cars is a flaw or a shortcoming.
Unlike most people, Emma loved party lines, because she could listen to Pastor Sanctus having phone sex with the choir girl down the street.
To quote a meme: “Yes, that’s right. And the horse you rode in on.”
“Yes, and the horse you rode in on!”
Why yes, I have a coop with 30 laying hens, and a dozen eggs will run you about $7.50, no tax. Screw the governor.