When the Mega Millions lotto gets up around $100 million I make the drive over to Bristol, VA and pick up some tickets. Today after buying a couple of tickets for the next three draws I went into one of the many antique stores in downtown Bristol. I didn't buy anything but since the place was so big I did snap a few pictures of some of the stuff that caught my eye.

When regular bacon isn't enough for you, get yourself some candy bacon! It looks almost life like and it's got a keen "BACON VIEWING WINDOW" just to give it that more realistic look. You can bet Uncle Oinkster is happy that he's not in that package.
I found a treasure trove of these old style scientific sex mags from the '70's. I almost bought this one but I decided against it because it was mostly articles. I'm sorry to say I did not check this to see if the middle article was for or against blackmailing the homosexual. And I didn't see what the answer to the timeless question "Should You Marry Your Cousin?" was. I figured since I have never married any of mine then I didn't need to know.

They had a few lurid gossip mags at the antique store as well. Oh how I loved the cover, it's got Commies doing lobotomies, Oral Roberts, and a gal in a bikini. The British bad girl they refer to on the cover is Joan Collins. This magazine was from the mid to late 1950's and judging by the pictures of her they used in the article she was at least 40 back then. She was on the last series of
Footballers Wives on BBC, so you can imagine how old she is by now.
Despite the urge to snap all three of these magazines up I settled for just taking photos of the covers.

Side boob but no butt crack.

I don't think Ms. DeMos ever had a tan in her life.
But it wasn't all bacon, babes, and side boob, I did spot some Quaker propaganda.

I'm betting
Blue Gal or
Suzy planted it there to lure unsuspecting and impressionable kids to Quakerism. Those insidious Quaker vixens will stop at nothing in their attempt for world Quaker domination. Oh well, I suppose it could be worse, we all could fall prey to the unholy siren song of the Mennonites.