Remember the 50’s, the good old days? Neighborhoods were safe to walk at night, men were men and women were women, the long summer days never seemed to end and you could walk hand in hand with your best gal into the local space-time anomaly and never be seen again.
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#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(it occurs to me they aren’t technically hand-in-hand) #(but still)
Brinens and Things 