From The Progressive Farmer, November 1958
Thanks, Satan.
😈👍
69 does for me:)
“I don’t care how effective it is. I’m not swallowing 666 tablets.”
You can go with 666 glasses of liquid instead.
Now with free stickers!
The medicine’s name was said ‘Six-sixty-six’, not ‘six-six-six’. Radio ads for the medicine had the following jingle, sung to the tune of Farmer in the Dell:
Six-sixty-six
Six-sixty-six
Colds make you feel so bad,
Take Six-sixty-sixIt also explains why it’s called that (it was the next number in the original pharmacist’s prescription book).
This makes it so much better.
I can almost hear the chime.
If you properly satanised your hands, you might not need it
Oh, allow an old type fetishist (I’ve since had therapy) a moment to say how I just loved those Filmotype phototypefaces. ❤️🕴️🥰❤️
IT HAS MORE!
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