Thursday, March 27, 2025

Yours Till the Mush Makes a Rush Down Father's Vest

Spring is in the air, and it's time once again to tell that special someone how you really feel about 'em! So check any box below that applies to your particular pet name or dearest, sincerest thoughts. If you're having trouble finding just the right words to express your true meanings and intentions well, maybe there's one listed that'll still work for ya anyway! This is a fun, early 1940's greeting card, with multiple pages of outdated word play, corny-horny implications, and lots of funny, super cute artwork (including racial stereotypes of the era.) Printed on the cheapest, dirtiest paper stock I've ever seen too, with the double plastic, red spine binders barely keepin' it all together. So whether you're tenting on the old camp ground, or gettin' beat to the eight bar, just remember who's yours till the midnight choo choo leaves for a good Alabamin'! 

4 comments:

Mr. Cavin said...

This is so interesting. The paper looks like particle board. My only guess as to how they printed this is stamps, but those colors just about have to be hand painted, especially the white. So, someone painted the colors and then stamped the black lines over them once they'd dried? That seems unreal but I don't have a better guess.

I detect a spooky theme running through some of these selections. After a while, taking someone "home" starts to seem like euphemism for planting somebody in that graveyard up on the hill (instead of what I assume it was actually intended to be a euphemism for).

"Hello Crybaby,

"Got to thinking about you while I was High on a windy hill. I just got back from seeing Nellie home. I want you to know that I cried for you. Sure wish you were among my souvenirs. Why don't you steal away?

"Yours till sundown,
Dark Eyes"

JMR777 said...

Could this be the grandmom/grandad of Mad Libs?

The art is cute in this booklet, it reminds me of the type of art found in 40's humor comics.

Brian Barnes said...

That printing is pretty miraculous for what looks like paper made from running a fork lift over cork. The whites are incredibly bright, the outlines are dark, and everything is legible.

"Bringing in the Sheaves" sounds like something a doctor needs to look at!

Mr. Karswell said...

Haha great comments-- thanks for the out loud laffs! One more post for March 2025 coming atcha from above here shortly...