tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post6583964456787844096..comments2024-03-25T13:25:19.911-05:00Comments on My Pretty Baby Cried She Was a Bird: Seven-Up is Weird (1950's)Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16842611749073935723noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-75555521320941367762012-07-15T11:21:06.057-05:002012-07-15T11:21:06.057-05:00we had cool spot for super nes and i could NEVER b...we had cool spot for super nes and i could NEVER beat it and it made me mad! especially since you couldn't save your progress. maybe i need to bust it out again this summer. <br />i used to love drinking shirley temples out of a baby bottle when i was around 10, until my mom finally threw them away and told me i was weird.Rae - Say It Aint Sohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16066975427295830641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-66087785821226362562012-07-12T23:41:26.340-05:002012-07-12T23:41:26.340-05:00Oh, you flatterer, you! Did you see Judy? I love t...Oh, you flatterer, you! Did you see Judy? I love the Egyptian slave boys moaning "Judy... Judy..... Judy"<br />By the by, a sure cure for the barfs is 7-up and Chicken-in-a-Biscuit crackers. My kids expected it. Chicken crackers! they would whimper and I'd drive my old @#$%-box 20 miles to town to comply. Try it!Mrs.Leaphearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07903237273139458385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-86716298932904931592012-07-12T20:54:48.474-05:002012-07-12T20:54:48.474-05:00I remember him! He was around in the 80s too! An...I remember him! He was around in the 80s too! And, if I'm not mistaken, wasn't it the same guy who played Punjab in Annie? Pretty sure it was!<br />Like most, I associate 7-Up with a cranky stomach, although as I got older I graduated to 'East Tennessee Champagne',aka Dr Enuf. Uh oh, I feel a post coming on...Dolly the Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05474700945219253368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-30083926511522377522012-07-12T20:28:55.268-05:002012-07-12T20:28:55.268-05:00HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS TRINIDADIAN UNCOLA M...HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS TRINIDADIAN UNCOLA MAN? Now I'm crazy about it. SO. WEIRD. Looking up Tenuta next. You are a national treasure, Mrs. Leapheart.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16842611749073935723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-79330976906644607652012-07-12T20:27:18.624-05:002012-07-12T20:27:18.624-05:00You're an innovator, Floyd! I'm going to K...You're an innovator, Floyd! I'm going to Kool-aid-ify the next quart of vanilla I get in your name, I promise. :)Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16842611749073935723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-72414967392699356012012-07-12T20:26:34.109-05:002012-07-12T20:26:34.109-05:00I really am looking over my flats and trying to de...I really am looking over my flats and trying to decide how I could attach plastic floral arrangements to them. THOSE SHOES ARE SO CUTE.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16842611749073935723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-88763254928705946142012-07-12T20:25:51.738-05:002012-07-12T20:25:51.738-05:001) Hahaha, yes, I'm going to start explaining ...1) Hahaha, yes, I'm going to start explaining my childhood as one extended PSA for bad parenting and 2) I bet that old sign is gorgeous. Snap a picture of it before it's gone with the wind!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16842611749073935723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-55250802144164015182012-07-12T20:24:06.106-05:002012-07-12T20:24:06.106-05:00I remember an eastTennessee friend of my at-the-ti...I remember an eastTennessee friend of my at-the-time boyfriend, the friend's name was Teddy and he was at least 40, telling me about his mother, in bed at their house, giving birth to his younger sister in the late sixties', telling him to "run down the store and get Mama a Mountain Dew and a pack of Kools". COULD THE MT. DEW HAVE BEEN FOR THE BABY? It's just now dawned on me. Kidding, kidding. But it is hilarious that Pepsi bottles can bear bottle nipples and that I, too, associated the healing powers of 7-up with all the vomiting I did as a young bab. As said, SEVEN UP IS WEEEEEIIIIIRD.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16842611749073935723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-88610609969100639752012-07-12T17:19:18.159-05:002012-07-12T17:19:18.159-05:00How in the world did you not mention the 70's ...How in the world did you not mention the 70's TV spots with the "uncola" man? He was Jamaican, maybe? He would hold up a half lemon/ half lime fruit in his gigantic hand. Youtube him, you'll see why we 70's babies associate 7up with voodoo and exotic island living. While you are at it, look for Judy Tenuta for Dr. Pepper...give yourself a thrill.Mrs.Leaphearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07903237273139458385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-78382880561114305452012-07-12T14:08:03.069-05:002012-07-12T14:08:03.069-05:00As a kid, I would spruce up my boring 7-up experie...As a kid, I would spruce up my boring 7-up experiences by adding a drop or two, or three or four of food coloring. Couple drops of yellow and “hey look at me, I’m drinking beer”. Which reminds me, I also used to spruce up my vanilla ice cream by adding dry Kool-Aid mix, usually grape or cherry. Ahhh, to live in the 60’s again.Floyd Lawsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17503996859233903450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-17911188864635881932012-07-12T13:29:42.729-05:002012-07-12T13:29:42.729-05:00Like Eartha Kitsch, I associate 7-Up with stomach ...Like Eartha Kitsch, I associate 7-Up with stomach upset. Seems like I always got sick at my dad's parents' house and my grandmother believed that 7-Up (or Pepto Bismol, or both) would cure any stomach upset. I've vomited more at their house over the course of my life than anywhere else. How's that for an endorsement? <br /><br />Yes, these ads are weird, but I would kill for the last outfit. Get me some skinny cropped pants and embellished flats stat!Lauren Hairstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18037717621464819611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-20999380786282155552012-07-12T12:46:30.839-05:002012-07-12T12:46:30.839-05:00I hate to admit it, but some of my kin are actuall...I hate to admit it, but some of my kin are actually mountain folk who gave their baby Dr. Pepper in his bottle. I hate to say it, but the adult this child has become would make a better PSA than an ad campaign!!! There is an old bar not far from our house where the side of the building is still covered in a hand-painted 7-Up sign from the 40's-50's (a VERY unusual sight in our neck of the woods). We need to get over there and get some photos!!!Mr. Tinyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16646297018044505890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-57744879908955080802012-07-12T12:13:41.413-05:002012-07-12T12:13:41.413-05:00Oh my hell, you're hilarious! The only time th...Oh my hell, you're hilarious! The only time that I touch a 7-Up is when I'm really sick. And that's only because that's what my Mom always gave us as kids when we were puking our guts out. Whoops, there goes my 7-Up endorsement! I remember my Grandmother telling us how cool it was that baby bottle nipples would stretch over the mouths of Pepsi bottles. Apparently, my cousins and I were often lulled to sleep by gassy sugar drinks straight outta the bottle. Explains a lot probably. Milk was for weaklings.Eartha Kitschhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08189308677139650882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978925481748522797.post-25308700908848816892012-07-12T11:39:51.448-05:002012-07-12T11:39:51.448-05:00you're so silly!you're so silly!erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10302238851335279161noreply@blogger.com