Ok. This doesn't have anything to do with finding British words. At least I don't think it does. But all work and no play makes Max a dull doggie.I have my reasons. Just be patient...
Later:
Time to reveal my reasons.
Like many young (read: "Horny") young American males, I lusted after the coppertone girl (girls--there were more than one over the years, of course) and probably (read: "certainly") had a few magazine ads torn out and hidden in my bedroom for further "study." Please rest assured these later girls were not all little girls, lest you think Max was a young perv.
Anyway, small world, I have had the good fortune to amuse one of those lovely ladies, years later, with this humble blog. I hope to have more about "our" Debbie later, but here are some words from Debbie today (she's still stone-cold gorgeous, by the way. Of course she is not that old, either, so there's that...):
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"That young lady still lives in Florida today, I believe in the panhandle portion of the state. Memory escapes me.
Inquiring minds asked, so:
I was much older than she, when I was involved with Coppertone. I was crowned Miss Coppertone at the ripe old age of 18. For the year of my reign I was sent from beach to beach to pose in a swimsuit with people who actually thought that was something worth wasting their film on. Job duties included giving away free samples and remaining tan. Tough duty, but we all make sacrifices in life.
The next year I was employed by Sherring Plough as the youngest sales rep they had. This required actual work and no time for tanning. Needless to say, I had better ideas and left.
I have never fessed up to this with my sons, the pictures are all hidden away. (Along with billboard shots)I guess it is time to let them know a bit more about Mom."
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Rest assured Max is hard at work twisting Debbie's arm for semi-naked photos, and will post them here if successful.
Still Later:
After much cajoling and browbeating, our own Debbie finally agreed to let us see a couple of her Miss Coppertone photos. No bikini shots though. I am still working on her for those. But these are darn good enough for me. Wasn't she gorgeous? Still is, I say. Thanks Debbie. I am mesmerized.
One more thing: Coppertone has been around for a long time. There have been many young ladies represent them and appear in their advertising. Debbie was the best, but, for the last time, DEBBIE IS NOT THE LITTLE GIRL WHO APPEARS IN THE AD AT THE TOP OF THIS POST. (And Max is not the dog in the picture pulling her pants down.)
Thank you.
It's okay--for those of us who aren't British but love Britishspeak (and are often afraid to use it because it sounds natural when a British person uses it but pretentious when an American does) have plenty here to read already. Just keep workin' on that book. I'll be getting ready to be first in line to buy a copy.
ReplyDeleteThat young lady still lives in Florida today, I believe in the panhandle portion of the state. Memory escapes me.
ReplyDeleteInquiring minds asked, so:
I was much older than she, when I was involved with Coppertone. I was crowned Miss Coppertone at the ripe old age of 18. For the year of my reign I was sent from beach to beach to pose in a swimsuit with people who actually thought that was something worth wasting their film on. Job duties included giving away free samples and remaining tan. Tough duty, but we all make sacrifices in life.
The next year I was employed by Sherring Plough as the youngest sales rep they had. This required actual work and no time for tanning. Needless to say, I had better ideas and left.
I have never fessed up to this with my sons, the pictures are all hidden away. (Along with billboard shots)I guess it is time to let them know a bit more about Mom.
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I hope the pictures max lusted after is not the one that is posted. I am sure it is not the one. It had to be one where miss Debbie was older. (can you tell I have a deep voice max?)I too think miss Debbie is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI agree Mitch, I had a few concerns reading the post as to which pictures max was lusting after :)
ReplyDeleteJust kidding maxie boy.
I've only given Maxi a peek at my baby pictures!
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ReplyDeleteCaroline, Mitch, Debbie-Are you guys bouncing around so much that you can't be bothered to take the time to read the actual words in my posts? Sheeesh! This happens a lot with you skim-readers. May I call the crucial line to your attentions?
"...udy." Please rest assured these later girls were not all little girls, lest you think Max was a young perv...."
I would expect something like this from Claire. But you guys are all at work and therefore have all the time in the world to screw around reading my posts.
And Mitch? You write like a girl. Guys would never care about that stuff. Just sayin'...
Christopher, I really appreciate you stopping by the blog, and for your kind words. Don't be a stranger!
ReplyDeleteMax, i am unsure how you can comment at us for not reading things fully, when it is something you are prone to, aswell.
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Caroline, that doesn't make sense at all. Why are you telling me to lay down and go to hell?
ReplyDeleteIs that some sort of British euphemism? Can you reword that???? :)
Joking. Point well take, little one. Call me a perverted pedophile all you want. Why would that possibly upset me?
ReplyDeleteTell me about your day? Are they treating my Caroline with proper respect?
I'm working from home today, so its going rather well. Although I seem to be plagued with ants...
ReplyDeleteI don't really believe you are into the little girl on the pic, I was just teasing. Not really all that funny really though.
Oh, but I am. That's the sad part. Big girls don't do it for me.
ReplyDelete(he quickly adds two smiley faces: :) :)
Hahaha, oh my.
ReplyDeleteDid you see my monster doodle?
Pretty scary Caroline. So you are going to do one everyday? On theme. I can't. Maybe one more. But, as you can see, I'm pretty bad. I think I may have humiliated myself enough already.
ReplyDeleteOh, I find that disappointing. I think you should do one every day, on or off theme. They are fun!
ReplyDeleteCaroline, Mitch, Debbie-Are you guys bouncing around so much that you can't be bothered to take the time to read the actual words in my posts? Sheeesh! This happens a lot with you skim-readers. May I call the crucial line to your attentions?
ReplyDeleteI may skim through life, but I never skim read. I just know what pictures I would make available to you. Unless of course you have seen the postcard.....
Max, that isn't you pulling off Debbie's pants in the picture is it?
ReplyDeleteoh my Caroline, let's be clear which Debbie is losing her panties!
ReplyDeleteby the way, Little Debbie sounds like a cupcake my mother used to put in my lunch box. I was born 6 feet tall!
ReplyDeleteHey Debbie. Glad you are back. You know what? I was thinking about that Little Debbie too the other day. They still make them. Saw some in WalMart the other day and bought some. Chocolate cake of some kind. 93% preservatives and 7% sugar. Something like that. Still pretty good after all these years. LifeHoney used to pack Moon Pies in my lunch bucket when we first got married 100 years ago. Remember Moon Pies? Also Little Debbie. Like big Marshmallow cookines. Not so big anymore. More like regular cookies now. How did it go?
ReplyDeleteMoonpies and RC cola! Daddy loves them. Mumsy is a fan of Devil Dogs.
ReplyDeleteI saw dear friend before she leaves for 6 months. She invited me to stay at their place in the mountains this summer.
Not a beach, but very do-able.
The little girl getting pants'd is Jodi Foster, I believe.
ReplyDeleteno, it isn't Jodi, that is an urban legend
ReplyDeleteHi Debbie. How are we this morning. Another beauooooootiful Florida day no doubt.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed. Not Jody Foster. Don't know about the urban legend regarding her and Coppertone, but I DO know the advertisement in the picture said copyright 1958, which he never saw because I cropped it off. But definitely not Jody.
I think .45 just likes to stare at children's asses, though, mainly. Just kidding. Don't want to start any rumors. Although I think there is more than one comment, above, which implies I myself am a perverted pedophile, or close to it. Caroline, probably. :)
What a weird urban legend, then. Is it also not true that dude that shot Lennon did it for Jodi Foster? Or was it the guy that shot Reagan? Or was it Tatum O'Neil he was in love with?
ReplyDelete"Although I think there is more than one comment, above, which implies I myself am a perverted pedophile, or close to it."
ReplyDeleteLet's be very clear; perverted, yes, pedophile, no.