Old Masters Fan Pillows

Michelangelo Caught Creating Graffiti

"Well, that's the only song we know, so we can play it another two or three times, or we can cut our losses. Waddya say, Cleveland?"

"What old school? This is my life."

"You never told me your dad was so delightfully old-fashioned."

"Here's to non-electric sharpeners."

'I'm old enough to remember when smiley faces were right side up.'

'This is a wind-up, isn't it?'

"Midtown Vinyl. Vintage albums + EPs. Midtown Ink. Vintage books + newspapers."

'There's no delete key. You have to use the board eraser.'

"I put my faith in coal. Because there’s no fuel like an old fuel."

Abacus.

'Do you know what I miss? - Chalk talks!'

"Why, Giambattista Tiepolo, you old so-and-so! Who knew you could paint?"

'I was 'Sweatin' To The Oldies', and I flipped over on my back!'

"I'd like to make a return."

Art Museum: Our exhibit of forgotten masters continues with What's His Name...

"...At what point do hemorrhoids become 'just another hobby?'"

'Beat it! I've got a computer!'

"I've gone for a retro phone."

"He refuses to watch the NEWs - living as he does, in the past."

"They just don't make 'em like Doc Malone anymore!"

Workers constructing barcodes

"Tyler lost interest in baseball once he tried old-time boxing."

"Sorry, I double-booked. This wouldn't happen if I had a computer - but they insist we do everything by hand."

"We don't let computers mess up your medical records. We do it by hand."

'This doesn't leave much room for creativity.'

"I'm nostalgic for the print media."

"I would rather you not email me your answer!"

"Gracie, I'm proud of you for reading the newspaper."

You've got mail...

Erich Leinsdorf.

"He's all right, but I'm looking for a guy who can really make me laugh."

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