It is a collection cookbooks and food advertisements from the 1950s and 60s.
"A German psychologist says that women talk more than men
because they have a bigger vocabulary. But, it evens out
because men only listen half the time." --Jay Leno
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"I am returning this otherwise good typing paper to you
because someone has printed gibberish all over it and put
your name at the top."
--Anonymous English Professor, Ohio University
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Those of us who worked at the front desk of a convention
hotel in Williamsburg, Va., Prided ourselves on making the
guests feel special. When someone arrived at reception,
credit card in hand, we would sneak a peek at it and address
him by name. Once during a particularly busy check-in, one
of our guests presented a corporate credit card. "Welcome
to Williamsburg, Mr. Bell," the desk clerk said.
"Oh, please," the man replied, "call me Taco."
[Contributed to Reader's Digest.]
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Folks, I do not like to advertise web pages very often, but
this site is so ridiculous, so ludicrous that it must be
seen to be believed. It is a collection cookbooks and food
advertisements from the 1950s and 60s. You wouldn't think
that would be funny, would you? Well, you'd be wrong.
I laughed for a straight hour. Make sure you visit the page
entitled "Patty Cake Patty Cake."
On a cautionary note...if all 200,000 of you visit this page
at the same time it is going to crash faster than the Hin-
denburg. So everybody who's last name begins with an "A" go
first. Everybody with a "B" can go a half hour later, etc...
http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/spec.html
because they have a bigger vocabulary. But, it evens out
because men only listen half the time." --Jay Leno
***
"I am returning this otherwise good typing paper to you
because someone has printed gibberish all over it and put
your name at the top."
--Anonymous English Professor, Ohio University
-----------------------------------------------------------
Those of us who worked at the front desk of a convention
hotel in Williamsburg, Va., Prided ourselves on making the
guests feel special. When someone arrived at reception,
credit card in hand, we would sneak a peek at it and address
him by name. Once during a particularly busy check-in, one
of our guests presented a corporate credit card. "Welcome
to Williamsburg, Mr. Bell," the desk clerk said.
"Oh, please," the man replied, "call me Taco."
[Contributed to Reader's Digest.]
------------------------------------------------------------
Folks, I do not like to advertise web pages very often, but
this site is so ridiculous, so ludicrous that it must be
seen to be believed. It is a collection cookbooks and food
advertisements from the 1950s and 60s. You wouldn't think
that would be funny, would you? Well, you'd be wrong.
I laughed for a straight hour. Make sure you visit the page
entitled "Patty Cake Patty Cake."
On a cautionary note...if all 200,000 of you visit this page
at the same time it is going to crash faster than the Hin-
denburg. So everybody who's last name begins with an "A" go
first. Everybody with a "B" can go a half hour later, etc...
http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/spec.html
