Let’s be the year 1976

I’m the Bicentennial Minute

I'm A Bicentennial Minute.

With Dame Jessica Tandy.

And a whiff of disdain.

Forgot the pic of Dorothy’s haircut, “the wedge,” which was my haircut as a little 70s dyke in first grade.

I turnt twennywun.

I’m the Evita concept album.

I'm your daddy's indestructible car with the ball clutch, your Schwinn bike with the banana seat. I'm all those packages of dried peas your Mama has in her pantry. I'm children playing outside with bowl haircuts and bell bottoms galore. I'm people at the local park in summer spread out on blankets listening to a transistor radio. Heaven.

I’m the Tall Ships in New York harbor — OpSail 76.

We're Jimmy and Rosalynn C.

We're two decent, idealistic people about to be set up to fail by the media, among other powers.

I’m the obsession with topping off the tank in case the gas lines kick back in.

I'm Fall on NBC!

Jimmy C was an underrated president, R8.

But intellects like Carter always get the short end.

I'm the red, white, and blue bunting that appeared on, seemingly, every home in the US of A.

I'm the gay kid in high school, afraid anyone would find out I'm gay, totally unaware of the millions of other gay people out there, many having a great life.

R13, that just tugs at my heartstrings.

I’m Battle of the Network Stars with Cosell, Caitlyn, Kaplan, Carter, Conrad, cigarettes and cable-access camera quality.

I'm the American Freedom Train, touring the country to commemorate our Bicentennial.

We're suburban lesbians!

Sssh... don't tell anyone.

^^^ link ^^^

I'm all the white people confused about what a "booty" is, after hearing KC & the Sunshine Band's "Shake Your Booty" on the radio.

Although copied by millions, the Hamill wedge wasn't attainable for all. It was a very specific cut she had done by a gay Japanese stylist in NYC, and you had to have a very specific hair texture and face to pull it off. She was the only one it looked good on because she was the only one who 'checked all the boxes'.

I’m lookin’ forward to a little Afternoon Delight.

I’m punk vs disco

I'm Nadia Comaneci's historic first Perfect 10.

I’m bicentennial EVERYTHING.

Commemorative beer cans.

Commemorative 5 gallon glass water bottles for your dispenser.

I'm Leonard Bernstein and Alan Lerner's fabulous flop musical, 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue about the history of the White House and race relations in the last two hundred years. I starred DL faves Patricia "Hyacinth" Routledge and Ken "White Shadow" Howard as all of the First Ladies and Presidents. Critics were outraged at this Bicentennial "tribute" and the show closed in a week. It would be Lenny's final score for Broadway.

[quote] I Fall on NBC!

Fixed that for you, Lindsay and/or Sidney @ R10.

I'm one of the 62,000 who attended the July 4th Elton John concert in former Foxborough Stadium (now Gillette Stadium). A good time was had by all.

P.S. Benny and The Jets was played slower and funkier than the cut on Goodbye Yellow Brick Road and was vastly superior.

I’m the Metric System - America was too focused on her birthday to accept me.

I'm Betty Ford's vodka-spiked morning tea.

I'm Ronald Reagan, former B-list actor and current Governor of California, and I want to be the republican candidate for the Presidential election this year. Actually, I really don't, but my alcoholic, pill-popping, social-climbing wife Nancy wants to be in the White House and I'm her ticket to get there. However, we both know that lame duck bobblehead Gerald Ford will get the party's nomination, and get his ass whipped by that talking Mr. Peanut from Georgia, so I tell Nancy 'Now is not the time. Let's wait four more years, and the White House will be all yours."

I'm women wearing v-necked sweaters with short sleeves over a long-sleeved turtleneck and my mother's gold watch necklace. The clock part was encased in a delicate bubble. Middle parts, and men applying hair cream with black combs. Sturdy purses, and booted heels sticking out from underneath tailored slacks.

I'm Jane Fonda, simultaneously puking my guts out every day, and working on the birth of my Workout empire you believe will make you as thin as I am.

I’m the last day of school, immortalized in Dazed and Confused.

Read a weird article about niece Bridget stating auntie told her she had no muscle tone in her thighs. Wondering if she is part of the reason she gained such a huge amount of weight.

I'm the chaotic set of the movie "A Star Is Born" which - despite a number of changes in the director's chair and at the writer's table - Streisand and her hairdresser are still in control of this mess. Streisand is convinced she can play the part of a 34 year old Jewish, up-and-coming rock star (and Kristofferson is convinced he can be believable as a rock superstar). Streisand has threatened everyone that if she pulls this off, then one of her next projects will be to play a 17 year old Jewish girl who pretends she is a 17 year old Jewish boy to enter the Yeshiva to study. Oy vey !

I'm a Sexolette wondering if I'll ever be on another hit.

I won't.

R34 You bastard! I was going to say that. 😂

I was a '90s teen who saw DAZED & CONFUSED in theaters and associates the year 1776 with that movie.

*1976

I'm as MAD as HELL and i'm not going to take this anymore!!!!!!

I'm Queen's "A Night at the Opera" and you either can't get enough or you're sick and tired of hearing Bohemian Rhapsody.

I'm Faye Dunaway in "Network." And I'm acting my tits off!

I'm Rocky.

I'm a fire hydrant painted like a red, white and blue minute man. I have no idea if this was a local or national bicentennial public works effort, but it made everybody laugh when a dog would raise his leg on one.

Jimmy Carter was and remains to this day a sanctimonious prick. His presidency wasn’t nearly as awful as decades of drooling rightwing agitprop would have us believe, but he was exhausting, not some saint (except in his own mind).

I was born in 1976. 1976 was a good year, obviously.

I’m that bright new star, Sissy Spacek.

I'm the Montreal Olympics. The debt I will create will take 30 years to pay off.

I'm Car Wash

R47, and I'm that bright new star, Jessica Lange.

[quote]Jimmy Carter was and remains to this day a sanctimonious prick.

Until you work into your 90s building homes for those without shelter, kindly DO fuck the fuck off.

You sound like the sanctimonious prick.

I’m graduating from 8th grade. Our ceremony is low-key, and I wear my best Levi’s cords (tan), a new dress shirt from Miller’s Outpost (‘75 fall back to school collection) and my best Wallabes (Clark’s). I win the academic award for Room 32 (thanks, Ms. K) and in the yearbook I’m named “Brainiest.” I do not win the American Legion Award for overall outstanding boy…I’m not happy. All’s well that ends well: the winning boy goes nowhere in high school, but I had four happy years at Berkeley.

I'm Match Game 76 with all the 70's schlock, sleaze, shag carpets and Brett Somers.

Charlie’s Angels in September on ABC.

Alice on CBS

Wonder Woman on ABC

The Bionic Woman on ABC

I’m Dorothy’s Olympic “battle” with her fellow American, who actually competes for the Dutch. It’s a big deal. but small potatoes compare to US v GDR in’80.

I have a soft spot for 1976. I started pre school that fall.

^Not accounting for the advancement in jumps, the quality of her skating is so far above today’s standard.

I'm Wings Over America, the first time Paul McCartney performed on stage in 10 years.

My album of the year, Linda Ronstadt's "Hasten down the Wind."

My other album of the year, Warren Zevon's s/t record on Asylum.

R57 it used to be that modern figure skating (c. 1990s when I used to follow it as a teen) was superior to the early 20th century style of multiple Olympic winner Sonja Henie. When did that change? When did figure skating devolve as opposed to evolve?

I'm hot rods on mag wheels. I'm polyester and elevator shoes. I'm Tanya the Twirler throwing the batton sky high and still catching it in purple and white during this bicentennial year. My memory is incredible! How dafuq do I know that chick's name right off-hand from the age of six?!! 😂

I burst onto the scene July of that year.

I’m the beautiful enthusiasm of Doug Henning and everything about Michael Landon’s style in this intro.

Sept. ‘76 I’m Dorothy, a Minnesota nice girl. I considered myself lucky, but everyone told me that I was one the greatest ‘slam dunk’ winners of all-time, that night in Atlantic City.

👀 at the reactions around me. The finalist on my right clearly knew that I was going to win.

I'm a leisure suit.

While I was often a tacky punchline, I could also be sexy and flattering.

I’m Suga, the stylist who created the Dorothy Hamill haircut.

I'm Burt. I'm a huge, popular star.

I'm occasionally an egotistical, self-destructive asshole. But people forget that I'm also genuinely funny and talented.

^@ that 9/76 Miss America final might: as you see the line-up of the 10 finalists, I’m Miss Delaware (on the far left of the screen). I’m the very first Black woman to go that far at Miss America.

*final night

I'm the first time I had my heart broken. In October.

I'm Boz Scaggs, Dirty and Lowdown, my alter ego is Disco Duck.

I'm "The Muppet Show".

I’m ABC. I rule.

I'm Eve Plumb, displaying my thespian versatility by playing a teen prostitute.

I'm my lost virginity.

I'm Travis Bickle, the Taxi Driver.

I’m Karen Ann Quinlan, in a vegetative state from booze and dope. You can unhook me from life support this year, bitches, but to everyone’s surprise I refuse to die!

I'm the song from Boz Scaggs' Silk Degrees that most reminded me of my experience falling in love for the first time.

Thelma Houston - Don’t Leave Me This Way

ABBA - Dancing Queen

I love Silk Degrees, R79.

Heart - Crazy On You

Olivia Newton-John - Come On Over

R66, that’s the best-looking leisure suit, ever.

R9- There was NO gasoline shortage in 1976.

There were gasoline shortages in late 1973 early 1974 and again in the spring and summer of 1979.

I'm a 1976 Cadillac Sedan Deville with a 500 cubic inch/8.2 litre V-8 engine. I'm last year for the HUGE Cadillacs.

I'm a ten year old hiding in our truck camper reading the paperback of "A Star Is Born". Even then I thought Barbra's perm on the cover was ugly.

I'm Michael who came to fifth grade with a new haircut and then got called Dorothy Hamill so much that he had to go get it cut again.

I’m Virginia Slims cigarettes. For her.

I’ve come a long way, baby.

I'm Bert Parks at this year's Miss America pageant, showing the world I'm hip to the new sounds and that I can still cut a rug with the best of 'em.

I'm Donna Summer's Album, "Four Seasons of Love" - proving to audiences I'm no one-hit-wonder with last year's "Love to Love You Baby". I'm the third concept album, hit #29 on the album charts, and all four tracks (celebrating the four seasons of Love) hit #1 on the disco charts. This is my third consecutive gold album, too.

I'm A Matter of Time. Liza in a musical directed by her father. It has to come out good.

I’m gloryholes.

I’m everywhere.

R94- I'm the TEN+ bathhouses in NYC. I'm great places to meet men for HOT, SWEATY, UNINHIBITED fun with no consequences.

I’m hot as fuck Bruce Jenner.

I’m body hair. If you don’t have me, it sure as shit isn’t because you removed me. Who the hell would even do a thing like that?!

I'm pooka shells necklaces. All the men and women wear me.

I’m Bicentennial Chic

R91 Bert, dear, you are in the wrong year. That was your ‘75 pageant not the ‘76 pageant (in Sept. of ‘76 they crowned Miss America ‘77)…see Dorothy’s post upthread.

^N.B. Our Bicentennial Miss America 1976 had been crowned in Sep. ‘75. She was Miss New York…who later became Los Angeles’ leading pass around news anchor: Tawny Elaine Godin Little Schneider Corsini Welch.

I kid you not, that’s her full name.

R98. You must have not been a cool kid…stuck wearing ‘pooka’ shells and all.

The cool kids in HI and CA wore the real deal: puka shells. Puka = hole in Hawaiian.

I am the sheltered, overweight and closeted 15 year old glued to his parents Zenith Chromocolor console TV watching Motown royalty....

I'm Harry Reasoner and I hate the cunt who is now my co-anchor.

Just because I chose to skate for The Netherlands, don’t leave me out. I was a world champion in my own right, in addition to that silver behind Hamill.

R100 "Let 'Em In" wasn't released until March of 1976.

Would've been difficult for me to perform it in 1975, since the world hadn't even heard it yet.

And I'M supposedly the one who's "a bit touched"?

Dude: your clip is from a tv show in September, 1975. Google it.

Never mi d —I am you he’d…I flipped my two versions of you Bert. I apologize and withdraw to my own YT rabbit hole.

We need a mediator to settle this crap out. Bert wore a black tux in Sept 75 (for 76 winner) and a white tux in Sept 76 (for 77 winner).

Which way is up? ;)

I'm your everyday Playgirl centerfold in 1976. 40 years later homosexuals would frown upon my hairy body, but I love showing all that hair off, just like any other everyday Playgirl centerfold in 1976.

[quote]I'm the TEN+ bathhouses in NYC. I'm great places to meet men for HOT, SWEATY, UNINHIBITED fun with no consequences.

"CONSEQUENCES has just entered the chat"

I'm Classical Barbra.

I'm this B movie that opened in theaters June 23, 1976.

Many homosexuals love me especially the scene RENEWAL

Swish, swish, swish, I am the sound of heavy corduroy trousers as the elementary school students walk down the hall because….

Brrr, brrr, brrr I am 60 degrees Fahrenheit; the temperature setting both at home and at school.

I'm in Search of ...

Leonard Nimoy hosts investigations into various mysteries. With clothes by Sandi Nimoy.

I'm the Sperry Topsiders, Lacoste shirts, and Levis 501 jeans every single guy in my high school wore.

I'm the SCIENTOLOGY HOMO who played the character Vinnie Barbarino on Welcome Back Kotter and I sung this minor hit in 1976.

I'm the casual racism.

And the jokes about fags.

I'm The Omen.

I'm the 3rd Century America Expo at Kennedy Space Center during the summer.

I’m the frank new sexuality.

I’m marches on Washington

The uplift and modesty YOU need, with the audaciously attentive nipples HE needs.

Only $20

Maude Bicentennial 1

Maude bicentennial 2

Maude bicentennial 3

I’m the skinny brows

I'm Leigh McCloskey spending an entire Sunday blindfolded in order to better understand what my blind girlfriend goes through.

r13 I'm the gay kid that had a copy of "Our Bodies, Ourselves" and made it out to be perfectly normal and then quickly went back to the masturbation pages for guys' fantasies and insecurities.. like the dude that couldn't masturbate in the same room as a houseplant his gran gave him.

My mother, messing with my 11 year old gay sensibilities and threatening to paint the trim and shutters on our white house BLUE and the front doors RED! I dreaded being so humiliated! Luckily, it didn't happen!

I think I like your mother.

I'm "Afternoon Delight!"

Yeah, we saw you way back at r21.

What’s Happening!! on ABC

I’m watching the What’s Happening!! marathon on TV One today.

I'm the red Pontiac Astre with oh so chic white vinyl seats my parents gave me.

I'm blowing my friend Doug in the the front seat of my Ford Maverick at the boat landing.

1976 was the year I saw one of our neighborhood dads, who looked like Jon Hamm as Don Draper, at the swimming pool, and could not get over being amazed how hairy he was.

It took a few more years for my brain and libido circuits to get connected but I still remember that visual. So, so, SO hairy.

Was the Pontiac Astre the sister of the glamorous Chevy Vega?

My fellow DLers may correct me, but wasn’t it around this time that little Suzie Cupito (so fine as Young Baby June in “Gypsy”) reinvented herself as Morgan Brittany?

It was a new day in America!

R140, Suzanne Cupito became Morgan Brittany ca 1970.

She took on not one but TWO stripper/whore names!

I'm the last full year of Elvis' life.

I'm the Queen on Wall Street.

I'm Ted Kennedy dreaming that one day I'll be President, too.

Tick tick tick tick tock. I'm Mike Wallace. I'm Morley Safer. I'm Dan Rather. And I'm Ed Bradley. Tock tick tock tick tock.

My name’s Martha, and I just opened a catering company run out of my restored farmhouse in Connecticut.

I'm the first computer show, PC'76 in Atlantic City.

"Two Hundred Years have come and gone

Now it's time to Get It On!'

Feel the Spirit! And let everybody hear it!

I'm that spring, when "Kiss and Say Goodbye" is released. I pulled over on the side of the road, I found it so compelling.

I'm Dianne de Leeuw and I'm going to beat that bitch.

I’m the Dolly Madison vanilla cupcake with white frosting and blue and red stars!

Was Dianne a traitor for skating for the Dutch?

I’m David Bowie, and i’m only going to consume milk, peppers and cocaine for a year while I pretend i’m Hitler

I’m a 10-year-old model in NYC. My mom arranges my jobs - Sears catalogue shoots, Colgate ads, Simplicity sewing pattern covers… and posing nude for Playboy.

I'm the porn star who recorded one of the best songs of the disco era as part of a money-laundering scheme.

"More, More, More" hit #4 on the Billboard Hot 100 in 1976.

Not exactly a traitor, but criticized for skating for the Netherlands while living and training in Paramount, California (near LA).

I'm Candice Bergen flogging the Polaroid Pronto.

And please note that I'm still here, while Polaroid isn't.

I'm tube tops and short shorts

I'm George Lucas beginning production on my new science fiction film, declining a directing fee in exchange for complete ownership of merchandising and sequel rights.

I'm the Spirit of 76 high school class ring nobody wore but still paid $50 and threw in a drawer, never to be seen again.

I'm all those frenzied, fabulous, sweaty nights at The Pier . . .

[quote]R161 I'm tube tops and short shorts.

I’m one of the winners of the 1976 Clio Awards.

BFFs aren't always necessarily BFFs....

I'm Patty Hearst, on trial for bank robbery and other related crimes.

^ There's a reason speeches are written and prepared beforehand. I thought she'd go on forever about that "reward"

[quote] I'm a fire hydrant painted like a red, white and blue minute man. I have no idea if this was a local or national bicentennial public works effort, but it made everybody laugh when a dog would raise his leg on one.

Every sixth grader in my school was assigned a fire hydrant in town, given brushes and jars of paint, with given a weekend to paint it red, white, and blue. We had a rare cold snap in April and there I was three blocks from home painting a goddamned first hydrant at dusk. When I got home, my fingers were blue from the cold – not the paint – and my mom was furious at the school's principal and art teacher.

The school did not get parental permission for the project and two classmates went missing for about eighteen hours. They were found at a truck stop a few miles out of town after having been offered a ride, which they accepted, by our town's 20-ish psychopath. They said that they were so cold and many blocks from home, so they just wanted to warm up. Scandal ensued and the principal resigned at the end of the school year.

The seventies were pretty decadent, no?

After the sexual revolution of the late sixties, it seems anything went in the seventies. Nudity became the norm in Hollywood, including teenage movies.

Playgirl debuted in 1973, which was seen as daring at the time. Several celebs posed nude, including frontal.

In fact, porn became mainstream for a bit before being shamed back underground in the eighties upon the advent of VHS.

Child nudity in films/photography was not frowned upon. You had Brooke Shields in PRETTY BABY and Playboy and the children's bestseller book WHAT IS A BOY? WHAT IS A GIRL? with actual photographs of naked boys/girls and men/women.

No wonder fifties nostalgia was big in the late seventies and the country turned conservative in the eighties.

It was the beginning of the end.

I'm KC and the Sunshine Band, which had two #1 singles in 1976.

I’m the drugs that went to filmmakers’ heads.

[quote]Several celebs posed nude, including frontal.

Remember when "nude" implied frontal?

The quality of skating has declined because they did away with moves in the field.

Donna Summer's "Try Me (I Know We Can Make It)" deserved a better chart position than #80.

I’m Carroll Baker, hurriedly flown to the U.S. to replace Vivian Vance in [italic] Andy Warhol's Bad.[/italic]

One of the crew excitedly asked me on the set today, “How does it feel to be back in Hollywood?” I said, “This isn’t Hollywood.”

I’m the latest interior design, American Colonial Revival. I have fabulous sofas and braided rugs.

I'm Sanford and Son. I'd never be aired in these tight-ass times.

I’m the far out donut radio everyone was bringing to the beach that summer.

R104 What’s amazing about that clip is that they spend almost seven minutes on the lead story about a Ford administration official losing his job because he told a racist joke. American attention spans would never tolerate a seven minute story these days.

I love this, i was seven when all of this happened and I remember all of it

Remember when they used to have the Winter and Summer Olympics on the same year? What was that all about? 1992 was the last time they did that.

I’m HIV, coming into the US via all those tall ships in the harbor

I’m the Bicentennial classical opera concert in Central Park.

You're that dumb urban myth, R184. Actual science has found that HIV was introduced to NYC circa 1970, and the West Coast circa 1976.

I'm the brand new DC Metro!

[Quote] Actual science has found that HIV was introduced to NYC circa 1970, and the West Coast circa 1976.

Yes, but why did it go wild around 1980? While it may have been first introduced at that certain time, it certainly wasn’t the only time it was introduced

R187, thanks for that memory! I grew up in DC and remember the excitement over the new subway

I'm the 52 hours of labor my mother suffered before the doctor finally agreed it was time to do a Cesarean surgery.

R188, it went wild around 1980 because the incubation period from infection to severe illness is about 10 years. That has also been well and long established.

I'm the gallons of spunk I spewed looking at the the hairy men in Playgirl magazine.

I'm the better manners we had back then.

Thank you, R174, for the super hot picture.

I'm Baba Wawa doing my very fewst Baba Wawa special on ABC, as part of my contract with my new network. I have two big stars - President-elect Jimmy Carter (who I asked to 'be gentle with us') and Bawa Stweisand with the hairdwesser, Jon Peters. Stweisand is pushing her new film 'A Star is Born' which will be weleased a month later. The watings for my special are astwonomical.

I'm the Disco Duck!!!!!!

I'm Frank Pierson, the director of A Star is Born, who writes a scathing article about its making which is published in advance of the film's release. Despite this attempt at sabotage the film is a hit.

I’m the Franklin Mint Mothers’ Day pendant that all the suburban women wore to Valley Forge.

Who can forget the Captain and Tennille's "Muskrat Love." It reached #4 on the pop charts.

Here Tennille provides some commentary on Henry Kissinger before singing it.

It wasn't a good year for me.

Me neither.

I’m Star Wars comics.

Toni Tennille is 82 years old now. I went through my teenaged years in the 70s, I can't imagine her being that old.

Shop Around was a hit cover version for C&T in 1976

[quote]I'm all the white people confused about what a "booty" is, after hearing KC & the Sunshine Band's "Shake Your Booty" on the radio.

My mom thought they were singing "Shake your pootie," her euphemism for lady parts.

I'm the red, white and blue plastic bracelets my fourth grade teacher wore all the time.

I'm that hit Broadway Show that all the tourists are flocking to see for its originality, humor, and theatricality.

No, not A CHORUS LINE, but... the revival of OH! CALCUTTA!

Oh shitta!

I'm CHICAGO, the musical, losing all ten Tony award nominations, mostly to A Chorus FUCKING Line! It will be another two decades before theater audiences [italic]get[/italic] me.

I'm red, white and blue. I'm acceptable to wear together for an entire year.

I'm Coyote.

No regrets.

I'm this Butterick pattern, popular with underpaid elementary school teachers.

R173- I saw that movie in 1976 or 1977 and I liked it then. They could NEVER make this movie now.

I'm Kate Lawrence's ever expanding waistline.

I'm born!

R213- She was what we could call

PLUMP-ish

I'm God Told Me To .

I'm Shirley MacLaine Live at the Palace

I lost a lot of weight between Family's pilot and and the first season, R213!

It was in the fourth season when I spent a little too much time at the craft table, dealing with the stress of having two lesbian daughters.

[quote]R218 It was in the fourth season when I spent a little too much time at the craft table, dealing with the stress of having two lesbian daughters.

I think that’s also around the time Sada T really began eating her feelings, having been hired then fired in the same week as a replacement Angel. (It wasn’t as Tiffany Welles, it was a whole different character?)

Anyway, props to her for trying a whole new genre.

[quote]My mom thought they were singing "Shake your pootie," her euphemism for lady parts.

I honestly thought it was "Shake your boobie"

I remember some kid in fourth grade singing "Shake your poopy" because that what she thought it said.

July 4, 1976

New York Harbor

Tall sails scraped the deep purple night as rockets burst, flared, and flourished red, white, and blue over the stoic Statue of Liberty. The whole world was watching, it seemed; the whole world was there.

Ships from fifty-five nations had poured sailors into Manhattan to join the throngs, counted in the millions, who watched the greatest pyrotechnic extravaganza ever mounted, all for Americas 200th birthday party. Deep into the morning, bars all over the city were crammed with sailors. New York City had hosted the greatest party ever known, everybody agreed later.

The guests had come from all over the world. This was the part of the epidemiologists with later note, when they stayed up late at night and the conversation drifted toward where it had started and when.

They would remember that glorious night in New York harbor, all those sailors, and recall: from all over the world they came to New York.

R220 made me chuckle. You’re cute as hell.

R3, do you have a crew cut now?

I'm the birth of punk rock.

r223, I was sort of sheltered as a little kid

The year I discovered that women don't poop out a baby.

And also the noises the neighbors are making doesn't mean they are hurt, but that they are having very special man and woman time.

I'm Afros for EVERYONE!

I'm Vikki Carr at Harrah's Reno!

r177: Bob Colacello: We had already tried to get Vivian Vance to play the lead... It was a far cry from the I Love Lucy show, but we thought Vivian Vance would be perfect for the part... Vivian Vance thought differently. 'I'd love to do it, Andy, I really would,' she told us over dinner at La Caravelle. 'But you must understand that for all those people out there I'm still Ethel Mertz, Lucy's next-door neighbor and the nicest woman in America, and that's why I can still go into any dinner theater in the country and get paid $20,000 a week, because all my nice fans in their mink stoles want to see Ethel Mertz be nice. I hate being nice and I hate my fans and I hate their mink stoles. But I love making $20,000 a week anytime I want..."

I’m The Year of the Cat.

I'm God of Thunder and Detroit Rock City by Kiss.

I'm the first episode of "Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman."

WAXY YELLOW BUILDUP !!

I'm something new in gay pron ... "Kansas City Trucking, Co."

I'll become a classic.

We're the Bay City Rollers singing our smash hit, "Saturday Night" on "Saturday Night Live with Howard Cosell."

I'm the "1776-1976 Bicentennial Eagle Log Cabin Syrup Bottle." Every home had one.

I'm 16 and lost my virginity to a 21 year old man who just got out of the Navy. A year later he fucked my best friend.

I’m a prematurely freed Eastern Europe, courtesy of a Jerry Ford gaffe in a presidential debate..