Thursday, March 01, 2007

In the middle of a Tempest.




Back later.

Here's summat pretty to look at while you wait.

Remember those posters in the 70's, with the wee kitty cat, hanging from a tree branch that said, "Hang in there, Baby. Friday's Coming"? Horrible, I know.

Had easy duplication of art prints been available at the time, the mid-1800's, when the Preraphaelite brotherhood was going strong, posters like those featuring our Miranda here would have carried the same message. Imagine the wee 'uns coming home from a hard day at the boot-blacking factory, or textile mill, taking hope that the end was, indeed, near. Because an early death of consumption might very well make that true.

Hang in there, Baby.

5 Comments:

Blogger Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...

Hanging.

01 March, 2007 15:18  
Blogger The Hangar Queen said...

Well hung.....er ..fuck!

01 March, 2007 23:46  
Blogger P1P said...

Grabbing life by the scrotum

02 March, 2007 05:56  
Blogger MikeP said...

Can't beat Shakespeare when it comes to puns--so I won't try.

02 March, 2007 15:51  
Blogger SafeTinspector said...

But... how would the waifs know that they were doomed to croak on Friday? Stop me if I've completely misunderstood this...

06 March, 2007 21:02  

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