Today I got to thinking about watching those old Tarzan movies from the 30's staring that Olympic swimmer Johnny Wiseacre.
I could never figure out how he could swing out over the jungle and just in the right place there was another vine to grab hold to. We kids could always find one vine but often slammed against the tree trunk or the darn thing would pull away from the tree top just as we were feet first in the air.
Another thing that bugged me, why did that dummy go around kissing on that stupid monkey when Jane was hanging around in her teddy?
Monday, March 1, 2010
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Ah, the good old days.
lmao!!!!!
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