Showing posts with label Meet the Flintstones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Meet the Flintstones. Show all posts

Sunday, November 24, 2019

Equal Time at Lem's Levity....the Pro cigarette side.



The best part of this commercial?

The attitude towards women.

Casual misogyny used to be the style.

I miss the sixties.


Thursday, January 3, 2019

I have come to the conclusion that the Flintstones are responsible for the destruction of Western Society!


I was in a thrift store the other day as the wife was searching for crystal bowls to use in her kits on our website. What do I find? Flintstones jelly glasses.

Did youse guys have them back in the day? You used to buy Welch's Grape Jelly in the Flintstones Jelly Glass and when you were done you had a drinking glass. We went through four or five jars a week just with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. The old man loved grape jelly.  I had a collection of about forty of them. They would break all the time but we had an inexhaustible supply. Seeing these glasses  really took me back,

As I stood there and thought about the Flintstones and those innocent days of the early 1960's a burst of inspiration came to me. The Flintstones were responsible for the destruction of Western Society.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Meet the Flintstones


The original Flintstones cast broke up at about the same time as the Beatles. The stars of the show were blow to the four winds. Wilma got a bit part on the Mary Tyler Moore show as Rhoda’s mother and a dish washing liquid commercial. Betty moved to Rock Vegas to open a brothel. Barney died in a motorcycle crash while high on Meth. Fred of course as you well know became a professional bowler. The one cast member who had the strangest path was Dino. He was working as a technical advisor on the movie Caveman with Ringo Starr and made friends with Ringo’s wife Barbara Bach who always had a soft spot for gay dinosaurs. She introduced him to a cutting edge group of gay and bi-sexual rockers like David Bowie and Freddie Mercury. They were all very impressed by two things. Dino’s musical talent and his enormous dinosaur cock. But why should that be a surprise. After Bedrock is where Rock lives.
(John Deacon, Behind the Music: the Dino Flintstone story)