If government will not defend our civilization -- lives, letters, and graves -- then society must, despite having constituted a government for exactly that task.
Nothing says ‘Peace on Earth’ like an Xmas morning breakfast of Schlitz and grits followed by a trek to the north forty with the missus and my new Winchester model 1886 for a little reindeer hunting.
Beats the hell out of socks for Christmas. Which reminds me, where’s Dime?
The colorful Colt one is my favorite!
Well, the Schlitz girl is kinda hot, in a 1950s kind of way. I guess that wasn’t your question, huh.
Nothing says ‘Peace on Earth’ like an Xmas morning breakfast of Schlitz and grits followed by a trek to the north forty with the missus and my new Winchester model 1886 for a little reindeer hunting.
Beats the hell out of socks for Christmas. Which reminds me, where’s Dime?
That Lucky Strike ad shows how fleeting fame is. Not many would recognize any of the names beyond Jack Benny.
Wow. I glances at it and I assumed it was just a random assortment of people willing to shill for Lucky Strike.
I didn’t even recognize Jack Benny.
This is great stuff. Can you imagine these ads today?
I bet Mother is really pleased that her Christmas Colt came with a silencer.