Old Hickory, Part 3, Wears the Harbor Master
In our last ad for Old Hickory, they’ve moved from Lincoln, to Leary, to just leering. Blunt like the beard on a creepy old man, there’s no patter and no palaver. Old Hickory just wants to get you drunk and put on old Bad Company records. Or, just wants to wear the Harbor Master jacket, lean up against his dingy, and mutter nasties under his breath as 18-year-olds walk past with horrified looks. Because (and this is no joke) the Harbor Master ad was right under this particular Old Hickory ad. A fitting end to the demise and decline of Old Hickory (which can’t be found any more, though I think pal Juan Shoreleave is going state-to-state trying. Watch for him).
And if you’ve wondered what to wear:
Jon Sholly said:
It’s official. . . Old Hick is my drink of choice. Sure, I can’t get it anywhere, but can that matter with lines like “Old Hickory feels nice inside you?” So dirrrrrty! I feel a tattoo may be in my future.
admin said:
Get that tattoo now! And, I’m going to start calling you Old Hick. That’s just smoove.
phismi said:
I think you need to start an internet meme (isn’t that what the kids are calling them?) with that “Old Hick” ad. Just erase “Old Hickory” and insert (tee hee) the name of a friend … or whatever.
