Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for March 01, 2016

Now THIS is an advertisement that’s worth reading.

Gotta get me some o’ them flannelettes, for warmth and comfort! Hope they got a trap flap. Gets cold out there.

Marketing, God bless it!

Sorry … I was looking for “Cures What Ails You.”

But I will check back tomorrow.

Sold only for the prevention of disease. Void where prohibited, licensed or taxed. Limited time offer.

Looks like a possible Hope Chest.Now it’s a Bucket List.

I only go to France when I’m strictly confident.

Wow, multi-ads and they didn’t even pop-up !

I carry a knife just because the plastic seals don’t break and are adult proof.

I always use up my shoe dressing before it goes bad. (Check the expiration date.) And I keep it in the refrigerator. It’s great on aglets and arugula.

Ha ha!I didn’t pay the 22 cents admission fee, but I looked at the cartoon anyway!It is truly a “small masterpiece of dementia,” fragmented memories of a myriad of old-timie adverts!Underwriter-approved….

Normally I’d be all over this but my Canadian is a little fusty.

And to think Teresa, you could’ve had a career in Internet pop-up ads but no, you had to do this [YAWN] comic.

The Neil Young story is pretty convoluted. He owed a few albums to a record company with whom he had his differences.They are kindly termed “experimental”. He will tell you that he gave them what they paid for. But he wrote Four Dead in Ben-ga-zee in a much different era. Music was the Revolution. Drugs were the sacrament of the New Religion. Filthy hippies were the New Kings of the Golden Age.Yeah… everybody was pretty fried…

Don’t mind the poisonous bile.

Nobody remember who Dusty Springfield is, 3.Nobody remembers.