Tom Jones, is that you behind that cat mask?
He won’t answer—cat’s got his tongue!
At which point, pussycat stands up, flips its tail and launches away into the room, leaving eight perfect puncture wounds in your thigh, just for fun.
Canzone buffo per uno gatto…
The kitty’s not a kitty, cause the kitty is a CAT!!
Tapeworms to lose weight, hookworms to combat autoimmune disease…
Speaking of Frog Blog:As a kid I was so skinny that the other kids would tell me I had a tapeworm. One wise ass kid told me I had Marfan’s Syndrome.
They even made up a little song they would sing:“Johnny, where are you going?”
“Upstairs to take a bath.”
“Johnny, you look like a toothpick
Your head’s shaped like a tack.
Oh my goodness, Oh my gosh! Johnny’s gone right down the drain."Today I’m 6’2" and 200 lbs. with a right cross that would sent each one of them to Mass General.
Looks like he’s Jonesin.
That extremely outdoorsy picture from Bloomington, Minnesota, has to be at least 35-40 years old. Bloomington doesn’t look anything like that now. After all, it IS the site of the Mall of America.
What if they threw their underwear on stage while still wearing it?
If women called me pussycat I’d be lion.
DAGUERREOTYPEI wonder whether the photographer was being artistic or (and?) trying to get around the fact that a daguerreotype is a mirror image.
TURTLE CREAMAceite, not translated in the ad means oil. On the other hand, Turtle Wax isn’t made from turtles so we can hope.
What’s up, pussycat? Why wake the dead? Is not all of life a mask? What secrets do we hide?
There’s a recording of “The Negro National Anthem” here:
and the lyrics are here:
It was written as a poem in 1899, and set to music a year later. The official name is “Lift Every Voice and Sing.”
That bearded fellow in Bloomington, Minnesota? He must be of German descent, because I found a picture of his grandfather and his mates:
“All Quiet On The Western Rear.”
Thanks, Teresa for sending me to work thinking of TJ’s stage waltz & humming pussycat! Frog Blog is always good for attitude adjustment toward the positive pole!
Desperately Seeking Teresa! No notice at FB Notice Board….
Betty Jane Kramer is holding a very nice banjo ukulele, and she’s holding an “F” chord, which implies she actually knew how to play. So, I did a bit of digging.
I found this photo at http://old-time-religion.blogspot.com/2013/01/betty-jane-kramer-and-her-jesus-saves.html (which misidentifies her instrument as a banjo). It said that this was in Shamokin, PA and Linderman estimates it from 1938 – and assuming, she’s 13 here, that would put her birth around 1925.
This led to Forrest J. Kerstetter’s obituary, who was the widower of Betty Jane (nee Kramer) who preceded him in death on March 18, 1993. They had created the Kerstetter Family Ministry, which still exists.
http://kerstetters.com/aboutus.html mentions that Betty Jane was inducted into the Pennsylvania Southern Gospel Hall of Fame in 2001.
http://pasgma.homestead.com/BettyKerstetter.html has a tiny photo of Betty.
COLETTE CALASCIONEThe girl in that painting obviously hasn’t been deflowered.