We leave you now with this image, which is both an evocation of the just and blazing pride we Americans take in our liberties and heritage, and a graphic warning about the dangers of taking penis envy a little too far.
Have a great holiday everyone.
Update: Hey, look who just flew in for the Independence Day festivities! It's the 50 Foot Woman!
Alllllll right, we got ourselves a party now! Listen boys, we're gonna need a couple cases of Hawaiian Punch, a fifty-five gallon drum of grain alcohol, and about two yards of 18-inch ADS drainage tubing to use as a straw...
5 comments:
Izzat Bess Myerson at the reins?
You need a huge spritzer of 7-Up to go w/ the other two secret ingredients. In my day we used 151 proof rum instead of grain alky, but I understand Everclear is now available in Calif., so knock yourselves out. Responsibly.
Gawd Damn America!!
But don't set off a firework with your head as the launch pad.
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Well, call me an OLD feminist, but that 2nd image fills me with exhilaration! Fifty-foot, hah! - I'm no expert on vintage aircraft, but that's not a Piper Cub she's wrangling (and dwarfing), and I'd make her 150 feet at least (without heels). M. Bouffant's got it just right! The actual, really-truly Fifty Foot Woman (according to my film historian sister- I've never seen it) is utterly a reflection of the Fifties, but Bess, if it is indeed she, is a triumph of the liberating War Years, Yankee Goddess of the Skies, Divine Distributor of Humongous War Bonds - zowie!
She'd make Uncle Sam dye his beard and take up Zumba.
ANNTI sez...
SSOOOOO glad that I got the few seconds to come by & see THIS glory!!! Will probably be on the national news tonight for my "remedial courses" in what libraries actually ARE & ARE FOR, if not just a flat-out sloppy spree killing, but DAMN, I'm glad that I got to see a little bit of home...
XOXOXO
Love,
A.S.C.
America, fuck yeah!
Take care, kids!
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