Old-timey fun

I was printing out directions for a road trip down to DC this afternoon. At the bottom of the page, I had plenty of room left over. So I Googled “veal” to find some pictures of hogtied baby cows to put at the bottom to give the narrative flow of the directions some dramatic flair at the end.

What I ended up with was this…

which was somehow even more horrifying than what I was after originally. It turns out that someone made a whole collection of these things, each one more mind-bendingly disgusting than the last. Take this little gem, for instance:

I know it was a simpler time, and I know that rampant political correctness had not yet tighteneed its iron grip on casual speech, but I find it difficult to swallow that it was ever flattering to say to someone “I’ve broken out in a rash over you.” Coupled with the image of the child, who is clearly in agony over the weepeing sores that have broken out on her body, we can only conclude one of two things–
a) People in the past were awkward when it came to expressing emotions of an affectionate nature
b) People in the past were hopelessly stupid.

I like this one for both the implied threat of domestic violence and for the “How about it” at the end, like the wolf lives in Flatbush.

There are no words…

And finally, to end on a high note, nothing says true love like vehicular manslaughter. This WAS the day of the three-martini lunch, after all, so for all we know, this scene might have been a lot more common than we think.

I’m still a little puzzled how anyone would look at that and think, “Aww. My guy’s just tops.”

Find the entire collection here.