Huh! Well, I was only one year old or so and still heavily German when THAT thing aired!
Huh! Probl’y had laff tracks too, right?
But samclem? I’ll never EVER think of you as OLD!
(I’ll pm you my mailing address for that 100 bucks you offered me to write that, okay?)
Quasi
Quasi. I’m 67. You’re a newb.
Yep on the laff track.
Coolest of the cool you are here on the SDMB, though, and I don’t need payment to say that about you.
“Dad”.
:D:D:D:D:D:D
Thanks for keeping the “German Boy” in line all these years, and for making SDMB the most awesome international message board in the world, internationally.
And stuff.
Quasi
Clear memory of the intro and theme music.
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Right. With “Cleo” the basset hound, whose inner thoughts spoke directly to the audience.
Warren Hull–Strike it Rich.
Down You Go, with Dr. Bergen Evans.
“Modess…because”…Ad in magazines for sanitary napkins, always featured a glamorous evening-gowned woman. And hell if I knew what either Modess was, or because meant!
That stupid Claribel the clown climbing into the puffed wheat cannon - an in-show commercial on Howdy Doody - scared the living bejesus out of me, I would run out of the room. Convinced Claribel was going to come shooting out of the cannon in a billion pieces!
“I Married Joan” starring Joan Davis and Jim Backus. Saw quite a few episodes of this lame comedy, staying home from school sick.
Buster Brown shoes and socks, sold in the ‘good’ shoestore downtown, where they always measured your foot. I recall saddle shoes and awful laceup ‘oxblood red’ shoes that even then seemed old-fashioned.
Setting your hair on giant rollers, even orange juice cans in a pinch!
Hell. The Vermont Country Store catalog is a geezer’s dream! I’m gonna make a Christmas wish list to Santa - wood tinkertoys, chenille bedspread, cotton full length slip, Sunshine Raisin Biscuits, Blue Waltz cologne…
The Millionaire - John Beresford Tipton gave away a million dollars every week.
Brylcreem - a little dab’ll do ya!
I think someone already mentioned The Friday Night Fights. They were sponsored by Gillette. That’s when my father explained to me how Gillette gave away the safety razor (blade holder) because they made all their money on the blade refills. I was maybe 5 at the time, but I thought it was pretty clever.
Plunk your magic twanger, Froggy! used to be a catchphrase between me and my former boss, because she (a few years older) and I were the only ones we knew who knew what that was. My current boss is probably 35 
Going to the movies on Saturday afternoon for 25 cents, and seeing two features, a serial (Buck Rogers or that sort of thing) and one or two cartoons. A small paper bag of popcorn was a dime.
5 cent candy, and 10 cent comic books. Is that right for the mid-50’s? My memory of money and what things cost is a little hazy until I was 9 or 10.
Roddy
my sister and I can sing the C&H Pure Cane Sugar commercial…
And that of course reminds me of Whirlybirds !
Joe Pine?
Nit-pick: That’s Joe Pyne – We should all go gargle with razor blades!
Crusader the Rabbit, and Rags the Tiger.
Commander Cody
Buying rocket motors and gunpowder at the toy store.
Strike anywhere matches
Being mad about the new guy on Superman. (George Reeves)
Waiting for television stations to come on, in the afternoon.
Nickle Cokes, in bottles with a two cent deposit.
Ten cent comic books
Ordinary people actually saying Shazam!
Brood X, four times.
Tris
I buy these at my supermarket today. Though it seems they are always red with a white tip. In the old days they were light blue, with a dark blue tip. haven’t seen those in a while.
And get out of the Beef Box.
Amazingly, I have a clear memory of the moment I picked up the latest Superman comic book (possibly “Action Comics”) and the price had gone up to twelve cents. It wasn’t any big deal to me, but I just remember the surprise.
IF my memory is correct, the cover included Supe interacting with the ghost of Jor-El, or something like that. I think I was about ten. 1960.
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Supercar! Cool marionettes!
Who today compares with that SOB? I used to feel really sorry for his guests.
Q
Gail Storm caused my first boner. Then it was weird when Donna Reed and Shelly Fabres were mother and daughter on TV and they plunked everybody’s magic twangers.
And Mad Magazine was 25 cents, cheap. I had two copies of the first Superman Annual, which cost 25 cents and which I saw for auction a few years ago for a godawful amount of money.
That may be another sign of geezerdom - remembering lots of stuff you had which would be worth a fortune if your mom hadn’t tossed them. I owned a lot of real early Spiderman and Fantastic Four and Iron Man comics, as well as a bunch of Marvel comics when they were still doing sf stories before the superhero books started.
And my brother and I had a full set of the Martian Invader cards Tim Burton based the movie on. sob