Showing posts with label 1969. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1969. Show all posts

10/2/19

9/16/19

Another Keurig


7/8/19

Would you mind if.


6/21/19

Emo Water Slide


10/10/18

Outies Magazine, April 1969


10/1/18

Celanese Fortrel - Bend the elbow.

Mmmmmmmm, Celanese Fortrel. That's polyester, to you and me. It's where it's at. Are you looking for a way to have that crisp line... that lasts, and simply can't be wrinkled? Polyester, man. Do you wish your jacket would absorb every interesting odor within a mile radius, for you to enjoy later? Yep. Polyester. Do you wish your jacket would form little fuzzy pills any time the fabric rubs against itself a few times? Aww, yeah, polyester. Maybe you're an active man who likes to get groovy, say, by walking around as stiff as if he's going in for spinal surgery, and then bending his elbow slightly, and then looking expectantly at people as if to say "Get a load of my bent elbow, baby."... but not bent too much because if you move too much the jacket'll pill up like Rory Storm? Sounds like you're a polyester man.

Polyester is Celanese Fortrel, whatever that means. Yeah, man. Mysterious, just like you, right?

Oh yeah. $70 in 1969 is like $495 today. Right on.



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6/11/18

6/6/18

4/27/18

Great! It's Puberty! - Diaper daddy.



4/25/18

Great! It's Puberty! - Whom to date?



3/29/18

3/2/18

Awkward Male, March 1969


9/28/17

Mavest - Oh, no, nipple guy.

Hi, everyone. Ready for a nice, easy shoot today? The client from Mavest had a mixup with the schedule, so they can't be here. So, yeah, it looks like this shoot will be nice and simple. Hey, we may even be done by lunch! Okay! Let's hit it.

What's that? Wait, wait. Over here, Terry, I can't hear you.

Okay, what's the problem with the model? The flu? Sonofabitch. I knew it would be something. What about a replacement? You did? Oh, Terry, I could kiss you! You're a marvel! Who'd you get?

Grant Wakeforth? That name sounds familiar. Grant Wakeforth, Grant Wakeforth. *Gasp* Wait! You got the nipple guy? Terry! Whyyyy??? Well of course he was available! He's the guy who ruins every shoot by fiddling with his nipple! Mo-ther-fucker. Shit. You know his real name's Gibby, don't you? Jeez, what a wanker. Wups! He's here. Okay, here we go. Let's just get through this.

Hi Grant! Thank you sooooo much for coming in on such short notice! We're all really excited to be working with you! This is Terry. Let her know if you need anything. The wardrobe rack is over there. One of those jackets should fit you. You're a 42 long, right? Great. We've got one of those.

Okay, Grant, looking good. The jacket really suits your sideburns. No, don't you DARE shave them off, ha ha! This jacket is kind of a works-for-any-occasion type of thing, so we want you to look like you're free and relaxed, and ready for any fun event that life throws at you, because that's what Mavest is offering men. Confidence. The confidence to look good anywhere. Sound good? Aaaaand go!

Yeah, that looks, um, good, Grant. Umm... yeah... just a little less... well... Please don't..... uuh.... Okay, well, we've still got lots of film. Okay, let's change it up! You've got your knee up on a tree stump, and someone is telling you an interesting anecdote, and your Mavest jacket is right there with you, looking sharp.

Wait. Grant, just give us confidence with a little less of the.... uuh.... nope, that's not what we.... oh come on.

God dammit, Grant, Would you PLEASE stop caressing your nipple, you fucking weirdo???

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