This was the funniest Carnac line ever. I still laugh every time I watch it.
Didn't he have a conversation with one of the Gabor sisters? She asked him if he would like to stroke her p...um...cat?
EDIT: Jane Fonda
Peace.
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This was the funniest Carnac line ever. I still laugh every time I watch it.
Spent a lot of time reading:
And remember when the TV knob would break? And you'd have to turn the channel with a pair of pliers gripping that little metal stub? I turned into my dad's clicker (he was so ahead of his time!)
"Dana, will you turn the channel?"
"okay."
"No, not that one, turn again. No, turn again. No turn again. No turn again. No, turn again. No, turn..."
"DAD!"
Like you said, 3 channels and he would be in his recliner having me channel surf for him with a pair of pliers!
Don't complain. It's not like he had you on the roof adjusting the antenna.
I DID!!!! Oh lord!!!Did anyone use one of these for school supplies?
Oh yeah! And it served as the basis of many a prank call.Did anyone use one of these for school supplies?
I had the drawing of this guy down to a tee.
Loved the art of Peter Max.
My brother painted his room black and had a ton of black light posters. Then he had a blue wall where his friends would come over and write stuff.Cool.
What about black light posters?
Lava lamp?
Tell the truth and shame the devil...did you wear silk/satin shirts, bell bottoms and platform shoes?
We got a great big convo truckin across the USA. Yikes CB's. When was the last time you saw anyone with a CB?
The last time I saw someone with a CB was in the 80s.
I imagine the only people who have them now probably live with their Grandmother, have no friends and smell of urine.
Cool.
What about black light posters?
Lava lamp?
Tell the truth and shame the devil...did you wear silk/satin shirts, bell bottoms and platform shoes?
Okay that makes sense. For a minute there I thought it was some odd teenage Thelma and Louise convertible cruising down the highway type thing.
In high school, my friend’s converted garage (our hangout and music room) was dark purple with a monster sized American flag covering the garage door. Florescent stars & planets were painted on the walls and ceiling, and on the walls hung black light posters (with 2 black lights to illuminate them). To this day I still have 2 black lights hanging in my rec room that are utilized around Halloween. And lava lamps have made the occasional appearance.Cool.
What about black light posters?
Lava lamp?
Tell the truth and shame the devil...did you wear silk/satin shirts, bell bottoms and platform shoes?
Good lord, how did you end up republican?In high school, my friend’s converted garage (our hangout and music room) was dark purple with a monster sized American flag covering the garage door. Florescent stars & planets were painted on the walls and ceiling, and on the walls hung black light posters (with 2 black lights to illuminate them). To this day I still have 2 black lights hanging in my rec room that are utilized around Halloween. And lava lamps have made the occasional appearance.
For my 19th birthday, as a gift, I did get a complete “current” wardrobe consisting of a black corduroy leisure suit, one of those god awful flowered silk/satin shirts, and platform shoes. I think I wore the outfit a total of 3 times before it was buried way back in the closet for all time.
And I was a hippie... Did I wear bell-bottoms? Well duh! The bell bottom jeans were always frayed, and when the bottoms were too far gone, bric-a-brac was added. They went well with the tie dyed, eastern Indian, flannel, and skin tight knit shirts. In cold weather it was Baja jackets. And footwear consisted of my painful but cool-looking Beatle Boots, converse sneakers, earth shoes, buffalo sandals, and often I just went barefoot. And I sometimes wore headbands girls had made me from their own hair.
We rejected established institutions and values, and sought idealistic principles. We didn’t want our boys to keep dying in Vietnam if our government had no intention of winning the war. We cherished spontaneity and a willingness to stand for what we believed in. We valued personal relations and expanded consciousness - sometimes through nefarious means. We refused to conform to societal norms. And we held a deep appreciation of music.Good lord, how did you end up republican?