<![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom - Gawker Comments]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom - Gawker Comments]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> 1.The above= U yesterday.
2. Lose the word "prancing".
3. If you have any ?s; see rule one.
@Furious George:

Dorothy

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Ah, to be young again, prancing about the sand in my stripey jumpsuit, tophat, and well-coiffed Van Dyke! Those were the days, laddies.

Furious George

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Wasn't kellogg the crazy health nut that like to put gallons of yogurt up people's bums? No wonder we call them "Flakes".

mowglicub

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> @flipper baby: Barbara Ann Thorndike changed her name to Liz Smith and got into the gossip business instead.

famousauthor

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Nothing's more relaxing for your nerves than a proto-Single White Female-ish best friend staring into your soul and shrieking, "It's nerves. You simply must stop punishing your nerves. Ever stop to think about your nerves?"

rabbitboy

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> "Hello, Jane? Lord Stay-at-Home here. Sorry, but Lady Accidentally-Tripped-and-Fell-Down-the-B... can't come to the phone right now."

La Cieca

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> All Hail Lord Stay at Home, Vicar of the Sofa, and the Archduke of Chaise Lounge!

SnarkTwain

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> So the moral of the story is if you eat Kellogg's Pep you'll get laid every morning?

econdave

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> "They save time, work, fuel, other foods"

Sigh.

TroutSavant

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> I find this line from the Kaffee-Hag ad just so, so poignant: "Just living a 20th life is hard enough on the nerves, heart, digestion."

YubaRiver

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> @Ed: Sadly, the googles do not tell of a remarkable design career. But there's still time! She's only 80 years old!

flipper baby

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Is it make-fun-of-German-food-products... week here in the Gawker comments? First Schlemmergulasch and Elsaesser Flammkuchen, and now Kaffee Hag?

lawyerlez

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> "Kaffee-Hag", love that play, wasn't it one of Clare Booth Luce's early works?

"She wondered where it was heading" ... 30's Madison Avenue didn't mess around... "Drink Coffee and abuse your children; do you want that on your head, do you?"

I'm Waitin' for Dolemite

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> PEP cereal had cocaine in it, right?

CaptainFantastic

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Imagine the gasps and fainting spells amongst the older set when this came upon the scene.

[www.food.pop-cult.com]

Ed

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> @NefariousNewt:

I suspect it was a bicycle accident caused from excessive, careless waving.

That or she couldn't keep up with the times once the 50s happened.

Ed

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Friend: "It's nerves. You simply must stop pushing your nerves. Ever stop to think about your nerves?"

Kaffee-Hag: "No. But if you say the word "nerves" one more time, I'm gonna snatch that Myrna Loy wig off your head and kick you in the catbag."

BettyCrocker

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Whatever happened to Barbara Ann Thorndike? I haven't seen a collection from her in years... maybe the Corn Flakes weren't that helpful after all... or maybe her career went down-hill after she switched to Cheerios.

NefariousNewt

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Take away my caffeine, and I will show you a KaffeeHag, indeed.

City_Dater

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> @Ed: Or like the last 3 minutes of "Enchanted" in forward . . .

SuperBien

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> It's nerves, bitch, NERVES...did you ever think it could be your nerves, it's gotta be your nerves...it's all about YOUR NERVES...

quick harping, KaffeeHag, and maybe her nerves wouldn't be so frayed.

winniemc

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> @if_i_only_had_a_heart: Arbeit macht snap crackle pop

Toomanytomatoes

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> I like how the people in the second ad go from real-life to cartoons, like "Enchanted" in reverse.

Ed

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Grapenuts usually does the trick for me.

Toomanytomatoes

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> How do you like your haigs?

FORGETITJAKE

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> amazing: that long ago, children of the ruling class were clothing designers; just like today, except without the paps, or the waverly inn

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> what's with das fuhrer's eagle on the last frame?

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> I thought the Hills was an original concept but obviously MTV stole it from Kellogg's & Barbara Ann Thorndike.

BullfightsOnAcid

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> Friend: "Have you considered that lunching on beer and black coffee may lead to blogging?"

La Cieca

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> @famousauthor: HA! Didn't see your comment!

Theda_Bara

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> My nerves are shot because they actually named a product "Kaffee-Hag."

Theda_Bara

]]> <![CDATA[Classic Kellogg's Ads: Pep, Poop, Freedom]]> I will think of my nerves constantly until I am able to find some Kaffee-Hag.

famousauthor

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