Late 1970s in the US: my uncle [who sold men's clothing at a local department store] wearing a "summer"-outfit with undyed-linen-slacks. His great aunt [born 1914] remarks, "oh. Do you know what they say about a man wearing white pants? [leans in, whispering] He pees sitting-down."

One visual example comes to mind (I don't know if it was Dave Armstrong, Tom Scott, or Danny Mulheron--who also directed this scene--that was responsible for writing this, but the execution is absolutely germane to "male-coded" shoe inspection): youtu.be/Z8ziAVUPtIM?...

Also, be advised: should one choose to get rude, hook-up has the right to settle that score however they see fit (remind me sometime to re-tell the Laura-Ashley-Sheet-Story that one of my uncles shared with me way back. It has an EXPLOSIVE plot-line, so to speak...)

...I'd then be out with a pipe or cigar as a squad car pulled thru the alley, pausing at the fence. Me, being an interested party, I'd go over to the fence: "Anything I need to look out for?" I'd ask the officer. 'No,' he'd say. 'We got a call about somebody smokin' pot out here. YOU'RE FINE.'

[Almost] Everyone else in the neighborhood has been kind & friendly to my parents since they moved here 5 yrs ago--except shed-lady (& she'd already knew my fam thru my sister, who lives across the street); she used to call 911 on my youngest sis's BF whenever he went out to smoke [cigarettes]...

...wincing & twitching while cradleing his gonads as the scene fades to black

Also--alt text (which somehow didn't save to image above): gif from frinkiac.com shows cartoon George C. Scott standing in the front yard of a residential area [porch flanked by sprawling trees] taking a US football to the craatch. A superscript reads "AARRRRGGH! MY GROIN!!" as he drops to his knees

This is the most fulfilling entertainment I've had in ages (maybe I should get out more)

Trying to fit the door back on--OHH, the frustration!! I swear I just heard a grunt like George C. Scott in "Man Getting Hit by Football:"

Had to leave the scene to take the pupper out for a potty-walk (Mom's dog DOES NOT LIKE neighbor-lady), so got to check out sorting from the front of the house. Shed contents ALL OVER the lawn, WELL-into my parents' yard. I still think I'm willing to put up with turf-wear this late in the season...

...this is just too entertaining. I had to sit down & take in the scene--while looking at my phone...ma'am, I've touched your shed door at least 19 times more than you in the past 5 months; maybe now you understand how annoying that might have been...

"Yeah, I need to be careful--like I haven't been on this line since before the bullet-nose-Champion! I know what I need to d---oh. Oh. That might've been too much there..."

The bodies that they just SHREDDED trying to hammer-in the doors...he tried to tell me how big a deal it was (the foreman coming over, cursing up a storm when YET ANOTHER CAR had to be turned away)...& all the line guys totally perplexed that this "steel" wasn't flexing like it should...

(And yes, next to Bette Davis that's "little Ronnie REE-gehnn" (as Davis would call him), Eureka High Class of '29)

They were used to hammering-in components 'cause the dies were slightly misshapen--they learned quite fast that fiberglas only withstands a few hacks from a rubber mallet (all the leather mallets--holdovers still from carriage-manufacturing-days had been excised from the factory 10 yrs before)

You've reminded me about one of my old next-door-neighbors, who was on the Final Assembly Line the day the SB Studebaker plant switched over to the fiberglas-bodies for the round-headlight-Avantis. W/sheet metal, the guys could churn-out 250-500 cars a day. Just THREE Avantis made it off that day...

Just by looking at it, I can tell that's a fun camera!

I FOUND IT!! Saturday 10.Jul.2004 (it's tremendously hard for me to pick a favorite Mike Peters image, but this is in my top-five across all-time):

That is a preettyy camera! Any plans on taking it out for a test-roll now that it's been deep-cleaned?