Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Madame, Pompadour

Ooh-ee! That suit is you!

“Right? I feel like a waiter in a restaurant I can’t afford to go to.”

You’ll get some leg tonight for sure.

“Huh?”

Tell us how you DOOOO it?

“Ah, shit.”

C’mon.

“No.”

Pleeeeease?

“C’mon, TotD, gimme a break.”

One break…coming UPPPPPPP! Unchained! And ya hit the ground runnin’! Unchained!

“I don’t want to be a part of this anymore.”

Should’ve been an accountant. Who are these folks?

“This is Tafetta Puce, my date.”

Lovely corsage.

“And that’s Mamie Eisenhower.”

Really?

“Just a coincidence.”

Okay. We’re going clockwise?

“Sure, man. Guy in the black tie is Teddy Ponyboy.”

These are very 50’s-specific names your friends have.

“Everyone notices that.”

Sure.

“Right next to him is Officerina Krupke.”

No.

“You wanna see her driver’s license?”

Nope. Not her name. Who’s the tall Asian guy?

“Bruce Lee.”

Precarious’ brother?

“No, it’s the real Bruce Lee.”

It is not.

“He grew up in the Bay Area. Without looking it up, you can’t say for sure that it’s not.”

Dammit.

“Even as a kid, I’m smarter than you.”

Nothing to be proud of.

“I know, man.”

5 Comments

  1. Has the Collective determined which Prom this was from? Sebastopol High, circa 1958 or something? Balboa High in San Francisco, the next year? Jer was in the Army by 1960.

    • Thoughts On The Dead

      May 30, 2017 at 12:17 am

      I have been informed this was ’59, shortly before joined up, but welcome more knowledgeable contributors.

  2. If this is a prom, why do all these people look like they’re 28?

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