Friday, April 11, 2014

Rumor Has It...


...that whatever it was that the Caldwells sounded like...

...it certainly looked like they were on the verge of some particularly unwholesome kind of intra-family key party.

Actually, I'm sure they were pure as the driven snow.  As usual, when faced with an image such as this, my first reaction is to spend a moment pondering the fact that, with the exception (possibly) of the wrought iron and the fireplace, there is not a single natural fiber or substance to be seen.  And that includes the rug.  And the wigs.

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  1. I feel fairly certain that this is the Fellowship Hall of some sort of Gothic styled Victorian Baptist church that's been horribly redecorated by the pastor's wife.

    As a child I spent every Sunday morning, evening and Wednesday night in one very similar.

    The Caldwells look like the kind of family that would sing for the Sunday evening service with a hip Now Sound meets Jesus.

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  2. Ugh. our Baptist fellowship hall was a basement with linoleum. The Caldwell's room looks like a very boring ski lodge with no cocktails. (That's probably how they managed to stay pure as the driven snow).

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  3. don't you recognize a sex dungeon when you see one?

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    1. Well, I have led a very sheltered life...

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  4. With all that hairspray, I suggest they move away from the fireplace.

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  5. Sounds like the Caldwells

    ...Looks like some Dynel

    ...Smells like a Clamshell.

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