From The Progressive Farmer, November 1958
“I don’t care how effective it is. I’m not swallowing 666 tablets.”
You can go with 666 glasses of liquid instead.
Now with free stickers!

The medicine’s name was said ‘Six-sixty-six’, not ‘six-six-six’. Radio ads for the medicine had the following jingle, sung to the tune of Farmer in the Dell:
Six-sixty-six
Six-sixty-six
Colds make you feel so bad,
Take Six-sixty-sixIt also explains why it’s called that (it was the next number in the original pharmacist’s prescription book).
This makes it so much better.
I can almost hear the chime.
Thanks, Satan.
😈👍
If you properly satanised your hands, you might not need it
69 does for me:)
67
67
Oh, allow an old type fetishist (I’ve since had therapy) a moment to say how I just loved those Filmotype phototypefaces. ❤️🕴️🥰❤️
IT HAS MORE!








