While at the gym today, there was a commercial for Dean Martin Roasts on DVD. I remember Dean Martin and all of the guests that were on the Roast. I remember doing the Roasts when I was a kid. Watching the commercial got me to thinking:
People around my age are probably the last generation that would recognize Dean Martin, understand what the Rat pack was, and not be completely and absolutely offended by the lack of political correctness in one of their roasts.
Isn't that sad?
I might order the DVDs. I just hate being a part of that ship-you-one-per-month kind of deals.
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