Flea Market find!
Yesterday my wife Karen and my kids Max and Leni and I were out playing mini golf and eating barbecue ribs (it's my daughter's birthday tomorrow, she'll be six) when we stopped at a little flea market building just inside Hallam, PA city limits. While perusing the usual pile of dusty castoff crap, I found this gem:
Check that out. At first glance it looks like "DR. SWELL's" doesn't it? Take a closer look:
Oh fine bottle of DR SWETT'S Early American Root Beer (rich in dextrose!), you now have a permanent home on the junk shelf in my kitchen!
(FOOTNOTE: I started poking around and found THIS, wherein I learned that the trademark for DR.SWETT'S ROOT BEER has lapsed and is potentially up for grabs. Hmmmmm...)
Labels: craptacular, hilarious, what's wrong with bill


5 Comments:
man, on a hot day, there is nothing i want to pour down my throat more then a big old bottle of swett!
"don't sweat it, swett it!"
Not to be confused with PET SWEAT which brings things to a whole new level.
Dr. Swett keeps you from sweating!
Sweat Dr. Swett! It just feels right!
Man, I could go for a nice cool bottle of SWETT.
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