I saw this ad this morning in an article about inappropriate ads from the 1940s and 50s that would never fly today. I suppose that's true, but it did bring back a memory.
Dr. Stackhouse, the doctor that delivered me, was the same doctor that removed my tonsils when I was five. As we were leaving the hospital, he advised my mother to give me a glass of Seven-Up several times a day to help combat nausea.
She told him that I really preferred Coca Cola, and asked if that would be OK.
He replied, "Yeah, Coke will work just as well, but I own stock in Seven-Up."