Seems to be an awful lot of wives there. Maybe if they left, the men could let loose and have fun.
Wow. This postcard used to be everywhere. Or maybe it was just in one of my dad's folders or on a wall I frequented. Weird wave of nostalgia.
Anon: you could be right.Django: probably in New Orleans.
Get those Mee-Maws outta there!
Maybe the mee-maws are just waiting for the old dudes to leave!
I don't know but those old ladies sure are holding tight on to their purses. Bless their hearts.
No singles for those dudes.
This entire picture cracked me the fuck up. Wedding veil? Check. Church lady? Check. MC? Check. Rad phone? Check.
I especially like the props on stage and the waitress in the lower left. She's seen it all!
I noticed her too, but she's not funny. She's too close to home. Tonight I heard Purple Rain on the electric violin for maybe the 8th time and I just. did not. give. a shit.
Aw, damn. That's when you know you need to change it up.
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