Nothing says “Gerald, that’s a bad idea” like luring a young bear in the wilderness next to your Ford Sport Coupe, new for 1930! I’m no wildlife expert, but I’m pretty sure I know what’s about to happen here. We’re not exactly sure how this is going to sell cars—the ad copy (after the jump)—doesn’t address bear maulings, but maybe there’s some lost-to-time market research value in this.
[Photo: LV2XLR8 Brochures]
“Just a little closer Fred!” Ethyl was about to be rid of her bothersome husband and she would get to drive the Ford all the time now!
“Pick the little fellow up, Freddy! Pick him up!”
“For the last time his name is not Boo Boo and that isn’t Yogi right behind you!
The allure of the 1930 Ford was strong, with minimal drawbacks, contrasting sharply against the allure of a bear cub.
Today’s modern woman will find new freedom in an automobile so well engineered that they can easily drive without assistance.
Disguised as bears Big Boy, Bookie Joe and their henchmen attempt to ambush Dick Tracy and Tess Trueheart.
Oh, nice catch on the colors.
“All I remember before it happened was my wife yelling ‘HONEY! HONEY!’ and then the attack started”.
When communing with nature, treat lightly. Tread well.
Mildred and Fred may have misunderstood the term ‘bear-baiting’.
The mix of standard and italic text in the headline is making me angry.
Buying that Ford Coupe was the smartest thing Edward ever did.
what happened next doesn’t bear thinking about
After the first twenty-five thousand miles, your own safety is on you.
ford certainly did his part to remove the ignorant from the gene pool. almost like hand feeding sharks.
I’m enjoying the bears in the trees who are taking all of this in.