I passed over this photo a few times at the flea market. I'd look at it and laugh, but when I had a stack of photos and the price started to get more than what was in my change purse I'd always put this one back. Apparently nobody ever wanted it because I found it again.
I'd like to know the story behind this. Was there a sixth member of this drinking club taking the photo wearing one of these handmade shirts? Was it another guy and if so what did his shirt say? All of the woman are in identical "Fuller Tugs" shirts. The fellow on the left, I can't figure out what his shirt says. The one on the right "Grin and Beer It." Personally I've never understood people's obsession with beer, but for some it's ummmmmm...an all consuming interest.
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Whenever I look at this vernacular photo I'm reminded of this great old song by Roger Miller. Once I get it in my head it just keeps looping. It's sad he's gone. Take a listen and let it loop in your head over and over and...pour yourself a cool one. Here's to Miller time.
Addendum: Thanks to Robert at Live from the Surface of the Moon for filling me in as to what the fellow's shirt says: Everclear. I have been warned to stay away from this stuff. Advice taken...unless I need paint thinner.