Posted on 10/17/2015 5:59:27 PM PDT by dynachrome
Radioactive Jockstrap
Radioactive materials were once thought to impart healing and vitalizing powers to people. Radium was infused into drinking water, baths, and even suppositories. Perhaps the scariest way it was administered was through a radioactive jockstrap for men. ”Weak Discouraged Men!” one advertisement proclaimed. ”Now Bubble Over with Joyous Vitality Through the Use of Glands and Radium.” Joyous Vitality'..and glow in the dark junk.
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Just the thing for Jeb.
Is it too late to nominate ‘ckick flicks’? Sometimes I think I would rather turn gay.
The Recto Rotor. Words fail. I’m not sure shoving a light bulb where the sun don’t shine is a great deal of improvement. “Honest, Doc, I saw it on the Internet!”
Wimmink? Well...created.
“If it’s on the internet, it must be true!”
“Radium was infused into drinking water, baths, and even suppositories.”
Not sure whether I’d rather have the jock or the suppositorie.
chick flicks should definitely be on the list!
Proof positive of the dangers of quackery - it probably won’t help you and it may even hurt you!
Leisure Suits and Nehru jackets should be on the list.
God,I miss the seventies.
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Platform shoes in the 70’s, and that spray on bald spot camouflage.
I’m a chick and I hate chick flicks. Boring!
You’ve been treated by a chiropractor, then ?
Radium: As late as the 1980s, some guy was leading tours of people into an old radium mine to breath the air for 10 minutes or so. OTOH, a president of Westinghouse, iirc, had consumed so much radium water, his jaw "rotted" off. That's not to mention Madame Currie.
Crosley XerVac: There was the FlowBee twenty years ago.
Chest Hair toupee: Well, there were merkins too, but the current trend's been denudation.
Spray on hair: Even Ron Popeil couldn't fool all the people even part of the time with that one.
Chick Flicks.
My brothers and I were scarred by three movies (well, three of them by two of them and one of us by the other)
1.) “The Piano”. This was classic Ludovico technique torture. All three of us enjoyed one part, though...when the sinking piano snares the woman and drags her down. Outwardly, I am sure we all looked catatonic. Inside, we cheered.
2.) “The Hours”. Has there ever been a more aptly named movie? The problem is, like “The Piano”, the name carries none of the horror of watching the movie. The name is too mundane. Again, the sight of the woman’s corpse bumping over the rocks as the placid stream carried it along brought us joy, knowing that the scene heralded the end of the movie.
3. “Autumn in New York”. Only one of my brothers saw this movie, and when we talk to him about it, it is clear to an observer he was severely traumatized. It is akin to watching an old man talk about his terrible kidney stone attack. He never quite gets over it.
Heh, see my post at 16 - I feel your pain, brother!
I’ve always told my lovely wife that I’ll watch a chick floors co as long as she’s the chick I watch the flick with.
Yeah.
BtD: "Yeah, Doc, pretty much the usual thing for a feller my age - loss of libido, gotta get up at night to pee..."
Doc: "Well, yer in luck, Drill! I got just the thing fer ya. Now drop 'em and bend over..."
BtD: "Whatinellizzat? Hold it a minute, would you turn down the lights? Yeah, I thought so, that thing is glowing in the dark!"
Doc: "Well, it's pure radium, Drill! Nothing but the best fer my patients."
BtD: "Uh, doesn't that stuff kill people?"
Doc: "It destroys tissue is all."
BtD: "But Doc, aren't people, you know, made of tissue?"
Doc: "Only technically. Now quite being a baby, Drill, death is only a side effect."
“Beaches” was the ultimate torture.
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