I think you got it wrong, Don. This has to be anti-prohibition propaganda, no? I mean I’d drink just to make sure no “lip touching” happened. Of course I’d have to be careful and not drink too much, lest I begin to suffer from “beer spectacles.”
I don’t think they need the sign. . .seems pretty self-explanatory to me. Obviously, you’d have to be completely bombed to get with any of those broads.
This REALLY makes me want to spike the punch at a church social, just to get things all riled up. Can you imagine getting these ladies sloshed? That would be hilarious!
I think you got it wrong, Don. This has to be anti-prohibition propaganda, no? I mean I’d drink just to make sure no “lip touching” happened. Of course I’d have to be careful and not drink too much, lest I begin to suffer from “beer spectacles.”
It is a delicate balance that you must achieve. Too far one way or the other and very bad things could happen!
I think this is actually an Anti-Prohibition picture. “If you dont drink your stuck with us”
Good point Chris. You might be onto something there!
Since when did kissing become a part of coitus?
Ewww
When you don’t pay for it, John.
I don’t think they need the sign. . .seems pretty self-explanatory to me. Obviously, you’d have to be completely bombed to get with any of those broads.
It is just so wrong…on so many levels.
Where’s the photo of the flapper girls swigging champagne and dancing all night in a speak easy? Those are my kind of girls.
Maybe next time.
Duly noted, ladies. Now… where’s my beer?
I mean who could look at them, and look at the sign, and not just laugh their asses off?
Exactly. Moreover, those faces make me want to drink… for more than nee of reason.
That’s pretty ambiguous — never touch THEIR liquor?
Hey, with Babes this HOT, you gotta expect some grammatical flaws…
I think the one in the front is kinda hot actually.
She’d have to be, she is wearing about 10 pounds of clothing!
This is hilarious.
Someone needs to make a “Women of Prohibition” Calendar.
That would be awesome John. Kind of the Anti-Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Calendar.
Where’s Margaret Schroeder?
/obligatory Boardwalk Empire reference
The one front and center reminds me of that chicken that Foghorn Leghorn is always trying to hook up with only to be foiled by her nerdy son.
I…I say….I say now sweetheart, where you runnin’ to so fast like?
This REALLY makes me want to spike the punch at a church social, just to get things all riled up. Can you imagine getting these ladies sloshed? That would be hilarious!
I’d call that gaggle La Terrible if there wasn’t already an awesome ale with that name.
Is there a beer called “Puckerface”? Because that’d work for this photo (or New Belgium’s La Folie for that matter!).
Can you blame them?
http://madsenblog.dk/wordpress/2010/03/29/early-19th-century-drunks/
Well, when you put it that way…