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| And so it was that Frank and Freddie faced the same problem with their towel on the beach as they did with the bedsheets at home... not enough for both of them! |
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| Clay desperately wanted to have his way with Ernestine right there in her living room, but he still bore painful memories of the last time he tried it and slid off her new couch onto the floor... |
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| Private Peters and Private Fallis were dared to go to the camp shower room, spy on the Major through a crack in the aluminum and then report back to the gang what they saw... |
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Despite the half-naked men, I must take this opportunity to vent about something I have never understood and will never fully grasp. Why in the world would anyone buy a sofa and keep it wrapped in plastic like Laura Palmer? I have been in more than one house where I have been forced to view this unspeakable act. I get the logic of wanting to protect the material...but, the houses that I have gone to where this is the case, one is not even permitted to sit upon the hermetically-sealed "objet d'art" in question. At least Ernestine has allowed her beau to plant his (hopefully attractive) buttocks upon the thick plastic for a brief moment in order to capture the happiness of their shallow show-room life on film (although, I wouldn't be surprised if there is a cushion separating his lint-creating slacks and the hallowed plastic.) I'm also wondering if the photo was meant to be about them or the framed winter scenery which appears to be the photographer's focal point...and (based on the angle) it looks like said photographer was at least eight-feet tall or had to stand on the coffee table (which I'm sure has also been carefully wrapped) in order to take the picture.
Am I being too harsh?
I don't think you're being too harsh. We just may have touched a nerve. LOL I think, for one thing, furniture used to be FAR more expensive than a lot of the almost disposable junk that's turned out now (except in finer stores.) So people probably really did want to protect it. But what the hell is the point of plastic? I mean, it's got to be dreadfully uncomfortable, noisy and quite ugly. I believe in using things for their intended purpose unless it's a museum. And the way styles and colors change, why would you want to preserve a sofa that will soon be considered ugly? Ha ha! That said, when something is showroom new, I think a lot of people, including myself, try to "keep it nice" for a while until it becomes part of the home landscape wherein we eventually unclench about it and will have a seat. :-) This particular photo looks like someone's REALLY BAD idea of a romantic portrait. I presume they were disappointed when the prints came back (an entire phenomena in itself that is lost on today's cellphone photographers!)
It looks like Frank is caught reacting to Freddie’s one-cheek sneak.
:-O
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