Young love is stupidly idealistic. Making a promise like this is, or having the expectation of its fulfillment 100% of the time, is asking for disaster.
Q: “Honey, do these jeans make me look fat?”
A: “Oh yeah. Your ass looks like two gigantic heads of cauliflower jammed into a laundry bag.”
I really hope she made her break while she still had the opportunity. It’s clear that Dave wasn’t giving her what she needed. Hope she punched out and fled to Boston or New York.
No further comment required.
In the era of a billion selfies, the youth of today probably have no clue what a photo booth was or what absolute gleeful entertainment it provided to generations of narcissistic teenagers. The hair looks like half the kids walking around today. The medium of the image throws back to a bygone era. Wonder where this handsome young man is today? Probably married, divorced, with kids he doesn’t see enough, not nearly as much hair, and battling a belly bulge and a heart condition. And he probably doesn’t laugh at himself nearly as much as he used to.
Youth. We miss it when it’s gone.
Passing notes in class is always risky business. When I was a kid I had a teacher who, if she caught you passing notes in class, would grab it and read it out loud. Humiliation, when you’re an adolescent, is brutal.
Hopefully the couple sharing this note overcame this obstacle to their everlasting harmony. Hopefully no one they knew ever saw this note.
Ask yourself, is spooning dangerous? In my experience, it can be, especially when accompanied with a “rumble seat”.
Whoever saved this one certainly had a well-developed sense of humor. My favorite part however, is an accidental enhancement added by the folks at the Old Used Bookshop; it’s the screw, penetrating the well-worn corner of the clipping.