Boomer’s Today
It’s time once again, Delta Whiskies and Whiskettes, for Boomer’s Sunday, where I sort through the weekly offering of ‘toons and pick the best. Toons are provided by Boomer and AW1 Scott, with many others contributing.
Disclaimer: These toons are meant to amuse, entertain and inform, pretty much in that order. While I cull what I can, they are not specifically fact-checked, so expect a certain amount of artistic license.
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Forget? Forgive isn’t looking real promising either.
Haggling over the price.
Category: Guest Link, Humor, Satire, Schadenfreude
“Bread 5 standing by…”
Be safe!
They’ll never find me in the Ville… ex-Schwabbie.
To be historically accurate – it was not only Boone’s Farm Strawberry Hill, but Mad Dog 2020, which was commonly referred to as MD2020. And who can forget Thunderbird, or its affectionate nickname, “The Bird”?
Add Southern Comfort and Bacardi 151 to the list too, but’s those who imbibed them in the 70’s seemed to miss out, it says 80’s and 90’s…
Just my luck, thought my boat came in but it sank at the dock!
“What’s the word? Thunderbird! What’s the price? Fifty twice!”
What’s the reason? Grapes in season!
Don’t leave out Ripple, TJ Swann, and any Gallo product that came in gallon jugs!
Ripple morphed into Boone’s Farm. It was an earlier product.
All under the category of cheap ass alcohol enhanced wine. A whino’s dream.
“Ripple morphed into Boone’s Farm”
“morphed”??
Not aged in seasoned oak barrels?
Sorry, should have said ‘replaced’ vs. ‘morphed.’
From Wikipedia on fortified wines:
It was my grandpa’s drink of choice. He consumed a bottle of it practically every day the last 20 years of his eighty-something lifespan. It made him meaner than a rattlesnake. My grandmother wouldn’t divorce him, but she left him when he was in his fifties. Fortunately, he lived in another state for most of my childhood.
Aged on the truck.
The only grapes near Boones Farm were the wild ones they drove by on the way to the store.
Nope, aged on the truck, and then on the shelf in the finest of recycled glass bottles
Wild Irish Rose…
The Rose!
Mad Dog– MD 20/20!
Night Train!
Oh yes! Brings back memories of things I have no recollection of on those those nights.
Yup. I climbed aboard the Night Train once or twice.
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“What’s the price?—-$0.60 twice
What’s the reason?—-Grapes in season”.
I preferred the subtle fruitiness of Ripple, myself.
Made famous by Fred Sanford.
And Night Train!
Late 60s and into the 70s. Glad to graduate from that, though had a Scout patrol leader who never did tell how he got crushed ice and supplies out to a remote camp for frozen daiquiris. Bastard.
I remember $2 pitchers of mad dog at the EM Club on Fort Hood. Good times
mid 70s
I must have been sophisticated back in my daze.
But I was more into malted beverages back then.
OK, now that shot of Pigalousy and Z Man was just wrong on so many levels. Shoulda used that Daisy Red Ryder to put BOTH of my eyes out. God will get you for that, Kid Squid (ht2 Ol’ Poe)
I imagine it going down more like that scene in Kingpin where Woody Harrelson sleeps with his landlord then pukes up his guts.
Welp, he had to pay the rent somehow.
Times a lot today.
I’m arguing with myself as to which is the correct verbiage…….
Witch in a Ditch
Or
Bitch in a Ditch
Rich bitch witch in a ditch… 😜
What site are you on? There’s your answer.
Boone’s Farm?
Hell no; sterno and corn squeezin’s run through a rad-ee-ater. Made me the sub-genus I am t’day.
Great as always, and thanks to all who make it possible.
Merry Christmas to all! May your day be bright with love, joy, and laughter.