Anyone over a certain age — and you know who you are — will remember those wonderful days of peppermint sticks and electric dog-washers, a magic time when running barefoot through the grass and having your cocker spaniel buffed and pressure-rinsed to a glossy sheen at the flip of a switch was every boy’s birthright. Of course Rags is long gone now — that unfortunate business with the faulty shutoff relay — but you’ll always have those stains on the ceiling to remember him by. —”Junior — put down that book and turn on the electric dog-washer” (Plan 59)

I love the retrofuture.

From a collection of what metafilter calls 50s print advertisements.