Friday, July 15, 2011

The girl can't help it

Because it's Friday and we could all use a laugh, I'm revisiting images from the book on 60s illustration I wrote about yesterday, with captions this time.
When she was crossed, Patsy's drill sergeant training came roaring to the surface.
Pansy was such a sweet girl—pity about her Eliza Doolittle fixation.
This Janeane Garofalo–vampire–witch person is clearly not welcome.

His only tune was Kumbaya, but it slayed them every time.

Narcissistic Personality Disorder in action.

Unfortunately, he took 'Over my dead body' a mite literally.

"I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain..."

~Your reputation? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ….  I'll be on the line to the tabloids so fast your career will be in the toilet by teatime!~

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