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How to have a Happy Hour that's Out of This World!!

CMake checks payable to: Dept. 2 SH, Cocktail Hour Enterprises, St. Louis, MO 63132!

"When Happy Hour talk turns to Astrology, this guide's brief summary wll spark your conversation...and help you know what enthusiasts are talking about. In fact, it will help you have the greatest Happy Hour Party ever!!"


This fabulous kit, and its helpful companion guide, made in Florence, Kentucky, is just a wealth of information! (It is always helpful to know what your guests are talking about! It comes with numerous nuggets of wisdom, such as: "Did you know that every person is said to be born under a "sign of the Zodiac?" the Zodiac is a kind of cosmic calendar..." Ah, the good old days when all this was just pure gibberish to most of us!)

 I mean, who wouldn't want to have a swingin' party with these funsters? My folks used to have groovy "happenings" in the '60's and '70's, too, but I don't remember any clear-complexioned and orthodontically endowed, well-coiffed and musically-gifted hipsters having this much fun. (My folks' parties of state politicians, minimalist design types, liberal clergy and old, Big Ten BMOC's favored drab-colored unstructured, nubby pantsuits with chunky Navajo silver--men and women alike!--and chips served in heavy Mexican stoneware with low temp-fired, lead-based glazes. Dad used to give away fancy roosters to his friends and golf partners and they'd have "cockfights" in the living room. I never knew what the big deal was about real cockfights until I moved to south Florida. I always assumed that the "fight" was over when one rooster ran and hid under the sofa...)

But just look at the good, wholesome fun to be had with this kit and a bottle of Southern Comfort! ("It actually tastes good, right out of the bottle!") (And that's right where most of you drink it!)

But face it, after the drums and guitars get put away, and all the crudites and aspics have been picked over, the conversation will turn to astrology.  And that's when you'll be outed for the fraud that you are! Better bone up with this handy guide! Soon to be on sale at my eBay store!

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