Here’s the link to the original vintage art and text.
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That scratch and sniff wallpaper was a bit too much for Beatrice.
Fade it just a little, and I’d buy it.
I think she mistakenly got the mold spore wallpaper.
You said the walls look like what? Beatrice, we’re in the ward and the walls are as they have always been: pale green.
Focus, Bea! You are slipping again!
Did you take anything with the brown acid?
Ummmm, Beatrice, the flowers are not real, and you’re not a wallflower!
You don’t happen to have diverticulitis by chance, friggin whiner.?
Cheer up Beatrice…….next to that wallpaper you’re a freaking beauty queen.
John, bullet bras abound in this rendition…. (I like it; I’m not a dog, I’m a hound!)
Flower Power all the way baby
I would’ve guessed that Bea was overwhelmed by the prospect of gathering pollen from all those flowers.
“Sob. Not only did no one ask me to dance, but 3 boys asked if I was the cleaning lady”…
ooks like it’s also triggering a psychotic episode – or was that just the acid kicking in…?
If you’re a wallflower perhaps you need to be deflowered.
Looking like that she’s either a wallflower by choice or a horrid person.
June 21, 2014