

From the New Yorker, March 29, 1968.
They're setting the bar really high. Women, pretty or otherwise, who are capable of writing things down, handing over car keys, recommending restaurants or just being generally helpful? Good luck, buddies! Personally, I can barely do anything besides put on mascara. Whoa, wait a second! Who's writing this? I don't know how to type!
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Date: 2008-07-20 06:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-20 06:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-20 08:51 am (UTC)"Okay, now where is Cleveland?"
"Right Hurrrrrrrrrr"
"Excellent!"
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Date: 2008-07-20 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-07-20 03:01 pm (UTC)*lol*
Date: 2008-07-20 03:58 pm (UTC)Re: *lol*
Date: 2008-07-20 06:46 pm (UTC)Re: *lol*
Date: 2008-07-20 06:59 pm (UTC)Re: *lol*
Date: 2008-07-20 08:26 pm (UTC)I don't know... I mean, when you compare it to other ads from that time period (http://www.boingboing.net/2008/05/12/creepy-slacks-ad-fro.html), it's actually fairly progressive.
Re: *lol*
Date: 2008-07-20 11:26 pm (UTC)Her thought bubble would read "Motherfucker, get your own damn car."
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Date: 2008-07-20 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-21 01:22 am (UTC)Wait, I don't think I can understand a concept like "sarcasm." Never mind!
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Date: 2008-07-21 06:27 am (UTC)