Follies of the Madmen #336



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Wow. This sets the bar pretty high, or pretty far out in the hi-falutin' and pretentious end of the spectrum, in order for a person to purchase or own a ring from Zale's.

Posted By: Paul - Fri Nov 24, 2017
Category: Business, Advertising, Products, Eccentrics, Family, 1960s





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If I'm ever asked what my hobby is, I'm now gonna say it's composing piccolo solos.
Posted by Alex on 11/24/17 at 11:31 AM
Later Sebastian spent a couple of years in jail and was required to register as a sex offender when he started to take his "Piccolo Solos" public.
Posted by PupTentacle on 11/24/17 at 01:44 PM
I admit that I have played 'Strip Solitaire' but 'Piccolo Solos' are beyond my agility.
Posted by BMN on 11/24/17 at 03:02 PM
I think "piccolo solo" is a euphemism that went over the little missus head. Or perhaps not. And that's why she finds comfort in the rare wines which have clouded her judgment to the point she can't spell Riesling properly.
Posted by Robb of Warren in Warren, Michigan on 11/24/17 at 04:52 PM
I think it's all a misunderstanding. She knows a piccolo is a half-sized flute, so when she asked her husband what he does when he locks himself in the bathroom, and he replied "I play with my little skin flute," she thought he meant piccolo solos.
Posted by Phideaux in in his own little world on 11/24/17 at 06:23 PM
The piccolo player in my high school band would drink 4 cartons of milk every lunch, because he understood milk "builds up your wind." No one believed him. We did look forward to playing a composition that had a piccolo part, to see his head turn bright red.
Posted by Virtual in Carnate on 11/25/17 at 05:39 PM
My name is Provost and I cook sauerkraut once a week. I sew my children's clothes out of old potato bags and I dye them their favorite color. My husband likes Renaissance faires and we have an open marriage. His budget is not that big. That's why he likes Zale's zirconia. Zale's zirconia are guaranteed to look like the real thing or you get your money back; guaranteed. Now, whenever he forgets my birthday, Mother's Day or any of those capitalist extravaganzas, he goes to Zale's.
Posted by Yudith on 11/27/17 at 06:08 AM