You do realize “tod” is German for “death”, right? 
Archduke Franz Ferdinand was assassinated in Sarajevo, Bosnia Herzegovina in 1914, precipitating WWI.
The Winter Olympics were held there in 1984.
One of the US television networks had a logo of a skier, cross hairs of a scope, and said, “Set your sights on Sarajevo!”
There’s a Redneck Street running though Moonachie to Little Ferry, New Jersey.
I’ve always wondered how people who live there get anyone to believe their address.
I am reminded of a time early in the AIDS epidemic, listening to a radio news story about rising HIV infection rates. After that the station went to a commercial break for a (then) popular appetite suppressant candy, with the announcer’s voice saying “Lose all the weight you want with Ayds!!” :eek:
Poor Ayds. They came out in the wrong era. Also, there is an Australian soft drink unfortunately called “SARS” (after sarsaparilla, I think). Not evil/morbid, but another Australian(?) product, a depilatory, is called “Nads.” I remember first seeing the commercial as a teenager, it was extremely funny then.
My aunt lives on Hardup Road in Albany, GA, pronounced just like you think. Her kids did sometimes have school officials not believe them. (And it was, in the past, seriously hard up.)
Bizarrely, in the fantastic documentary All My Babies (about the black midwife who we believe probably delivered my youngest aunt and uncle), which is an amazing cultural record and one of those Smithsonian Important Films, the second birth (which is staged) happens in a horrible little shack on Hardup Road. And I totally recognized it. Couldn’t believe it.
Some years ago there was a terrible housefire in Montgomery, AL that killed an elderly homeowner. This is why I and many other people watching felt bad for laughing when the newscaster said “Firemen said that the homeowner that Mrs. ___ was cooking when the flames started.”
And then less than 10 years later it was the site of Sniper’s Alley. Wickedly perverse closing of the circle.
I believe her doll, Ida Bean, was actually a present from her mother for their first “free” Christmas.
My wife and I were on a motorcycle trip when I saw a sign that made me do a U turn
to go back and photograph it. The large sign said “_______County Sanitary Landfill”
In the background there were rows and rows of gravestones in the large Church graveyard behind the sign.
I used to see a gynecologist named Dr. Clapp.
I don’t think that’s the reason. “With regularity” seems to mean once, in 2010. And they’ve kept some of the oldest dolls, without changing them at all. (At least if there were different versions, each version could be collectable.) I think it is more likely to be due to more modern sensibilities.
As my sister recently pointed out to me after going through the books on a nostalgia binge, the American Girl series seems to be about teaching American history to young girls. And what is the trend in American history classes now? There is an emphasis put on the non-white parts of history that most of us didn’t learn, a lot of stuff about immigration, and a more modern focus. All of which are represented by the changes in the American Girl book series. And whence go the books, so go the dolls.
I once bought a fabric detergent from the supermarket that was called cyclon biological. I took it out of the bag at home and something clicked in my mind, on the logo the biological was shortened to B and the tagline was “keeps whites white!”
Like 100 dead tree versions of our company’s sustainability report stuffed in a cabinet, covered in dust.
There was a motel behind my apartment building when I was 13. The “e” fell off the sign so it said “Weekly Rats”.
A notable local urologist is named Dr. Dick Tapper. He does a lot of vasectomies.
He’s getting old and has a younger partner, Dr. Wang.
I am not making any of this up.
It’s not exactly capital E evil, but it still weirds me out that Dairy Queen stuck with calling their white+black=brown drink a Moolatte.
Can you cite their webpage?
The only thing better would be is if the Nagasaki Barbecue’s motto is:
Cooked in a flash!
But only on one side.