I ordered one of these from Johnson-Smith as a kid. When I received it, I was puzzled. First of all, it didn't sound like a squeaky shoe, but made a sound like a squeezable cat toy. Secondly I remember debating on whether it was meant for MY shoe, or to be put on someone else's. I was confused because surely someone would notice a metal contraption with a red rubber BULB on the end of it on the bottom of their shoe. And how would I sneak it on the bottom of said shoe? I threw it in a drawer and played with my hypo-phony instead.
Sheesh Jody, you were living the dream when it comes to childhood novelties. None of my filled-out order forms ever made it to JS headquarters. So odd that you chose the sqeeker of all the JS products. (and the hypo phony of course). I commend you. Come to think of it I've not even tested my sqeeker. I really sould.Great observations! Your comment has outdone my post by far.
You're too kind sir! But yes, I actually sent in my JS order. Must've had some birthday money. It must've been on the "5 items for $1.99" page or something. But I remember getting the squeeker, whoopee cushion, joy buzzer, fake hamburger, and fake vomit (which was a nice yellow variation from the one I already owned...obtained in a joke shop in Hot Springs...it looked like...never mind.) Of course you know that it seemed like 6 months before my order arrived. Really enjoying the posts about this stuff!! Your blog brings back so many great memories!!
Oh yeah...and I got the hypo phony in Hot Springs too. I actually took it to school with me to show off one time. Can you imagine a kid bringing a syringe with a spring-loaded "needle" to school nowdays? Nope.
Aha, that's great that it was a bargain item. Makes sense.I don't suppose that Hot Springs shop is still around, eh?Yeah, the hypo-phony is such a crazy, dated item. And I have to believe that some poor kid's hypo malfunctioned and didn't retract.Marvin Glass may be a toy-making genius, but he sure wasn't a safety first sort of guy.
Man, I wish the Hot Springs shop was still there. The memory I have of it was an old "everything's behind the counter" type store. There was an old man whom you had to ask if you wanted to look at/buy something on the shelves behind the counter. As a little kid, I was, of course, intimidated.If I only had a time machine.
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