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Post by bonerxmas on Jun 26, 2017 19:32:47 GMT
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Post by bonerxmas on Jun 26, 2017 19:34:44 GMT
from 1935
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Post by bonerxmas on Jun 26, 2017 19:37:44 GMT
Pimple Gets the Hump (1915)
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Post by snsurone on Jun 26, 2017 20:41:36 GMT
The Fuller Brush man used to stop regularly at my house. Mom ALWAYS seemed to need a new vegetable brush or a hair brush. Combs were given free as a thank you. We got a small, rather soft, brush that my dad used to scrub the dirt off of my little paws. We called it "the tickle brush" because it did ! I still have it and it still tickles ! ahhhh ... memories that a simple film title can bring flooding back. Yep, our house too. Remember the fancy leather case that opened and folded out like six different ways into an elaborate display? I still have one of their hair brushes that's probably 60 years old; the bristles look like new and have outlasted my hair by a decade. Also a cunning little brush designed specifically for cleaning those combs. My mother was an Avon Lady for about ten years, but to the best of my knowledge, no one ever made a movie about them. I can remember the Montgomery Ward catalogs we received twice yearly. A huge tome, as thick as a telephone book (which is also an item of nostalgia).
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Post by Doghouse6 on Jun 26, 2017 22:36:44 GMT
I can remember the Montgomery Ward catalogs we received twice yearly. A huge tome, as thick as a telephone book (which is also an item of nostalgia). They still deliver a telephone book to us every year. Only about 75% the size and half the thickness they used to be. I think we're the only people we know who still have a land line.
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Post by snsurone on Jun 26, 2017 22:42:19 GMT
I can remember the Montgomery Ward catalogs we received twice yearly. A huge tome, as thick as a telephone book (which is also an item of nostalgia). They still deliver a telephone book to us every year. Only about 75% the size and half the thickness they used to be. I think we're the only people we know who still have a land line. I have a land line too.
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Post by Doghouse6 on Jun 26, 2017 23:18:55 GMT
They still deliver a telephone book to us every year. Only about 75% the size and half the thickness they used to be. I think we're the only people we know who still have a land line. I have a land line too. Well, we may know each other only in cyberspace, but that counts! I don't know exactly what, but there's something reassuring about a phone connected to a land line. And even if you misplace the handset, you at least know it's somewhere in your house, and not in somebody else's or a store or restaurant across town.
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Post by taranofprydain on Jun 27, 2017 0:41:21 GMT
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Post by wanton87 on Jun 27, 2017 2:41:56 GMT
I can remember the Montgomery Ward catalogs we received twice yearly. A huge tome, as thick as a telephone book (which is also an item of nostalgia). They still deliver a telephone book to us every year. Only about 75% the size and half the thickness they used to be. I think we're the only people we know who still have a land line. We still have a land line too. Funny thing is, no one that we ever want to talk to ever calls us on it. The land line going away in large part dealt a big blow to the Thriller Genre. No more scenes with the helpless country residents having their line cut by the relentless killer prior to their demise Other things that I remember. The milk man. He would leave one or two bottles of milk on the porch every morning, and they were glass too. And mobile phones. No, not cell phones, but the old mobile phones of the 1970’s and before. But I digress, and will leave it at that.
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Post by BATouttaheck on Jun 27, 2017 2:50:20 GMT
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Post by marianne48 on Jun 27, 2017 2:57:44 GMT
UHF (1989).
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Post by movielover on Jun 27, 2017 3:00:26 GMT
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Post by BATouttaheck on Jun 27, 2017 4:09:20 GMT
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