Times were different
Times were different
Times were different
Always loved Normal Rockwell. Back when we were little and my brother and I would get sick, there was an old tray our mom would bring us our food on with this scene on it.
The look on that kid's face, just the epitome of "you greedy motherfucker."They're related, those incestuous, chinless WASPs. Brother takes sister to a formal dance and stops by the pharmacy to get a malt and let Dad get a whiff of sister's corsage. Keep it in the family!
Child of those two would be a bowling pin.
What a jerk.
Very cute, living the dream
On the right simply doesn't have a chin.
Best way to prove you're not a Habsburg