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Nobody gets into heaven without a glowstick
Join Date: Feb 2005
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My brothers and I used to stand at the bus stop with our 35 cents and hitchhike to the boardwalk/beach. If we got a ride, we could buy a drink with our money. Else we took the bus.
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With $10,000, we'd be millionaires! We could buy all kinds of useful things like ... love!
Join Date: May 2004
Location: Stockholm, Sweden
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God I miss those days!
/Thomas
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You can now put whatever you want in this space :)
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feeling a bit better
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Don't forget there was respect for the elderly, TV's didn't have remotes, am/fm radio was not that bad, corduroy was kind of cool, motown had soul, rock had roll, saturday morning cartoons were worth watching, first kisses were big deals, station wagons were ALL the rage, and soda pop was a treat.
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NO! Im not a female - but being a dragon, I do eat them.
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Shoot - saturday morning was cartoons at the movie house - till the afternoon - all for 6 pepsi bottles (empties) - no such thing as cartoons on TV then - and FM radio was just starting to get off the ground when I was a teen - didnt even have a TV till I was 16 - I bought it with my savings from working since I was 12.
Of course the best part was the great candy you could get at the store - yeah you could even walk there with your friends when you were 10 - and then Saturday afternoons hop on our bicycles and head to downtown Wash DC to hang out around the Smithsonian and get lost in the halls - and we lived up in Chevy Chase so it was a good 15 mile ride on DC streets - and park our bikes outside and loe and behold they'd still be there we we came out 7 hours later with no lock. I think we are all "at fault" for not bringing up our kids better and making sure their kids weren't put into this mess - but then I guess Dr Spock had the effect he wanted ![]() |
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I can now put whatever I want in this space
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: South East UK
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Extremely entertaining...and so very true!
It's really quite sad that "we" have let things get like this. ![]() Let's hope that some of our children can correct the huge mistakes made by their parents. |
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The only guys who wear Hawaiian shirts are gay guys and big fat party animals
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Ramster...that was brilliant and thank you!
![]() I remember a man showing up at our front door when I was young. He had my little brother gripped in one hand and my little brother's bicycle gripped in the other. He informed my father that said litle brother had ridden his bicycle out in front of his car. My father thanked the man, shook his hand...and what he did to my little brother doesn't bear thinking about. I think about that often with parents today. Lest anyone think we are all pining for the "good old days," I'm going to tell a story with a touch of sadness. My mother said when I turned 14 I would be old enough to babysit. We lived in an apartment at that time, as my father was doing his first tour in Viet Nam. I was sitting on the back stoop talking to a woman and watching her kids play. She asked me if I knew anyone that babysat. I eagerly said "I do!" and told her that my mother had said I could at 14. She looked at my so sadly and said "you'd better ask your mother if you can baby sit for me." Well, of course I had to ask my mother. (I had to ask my mother for permission before I did anything whatsoever.) I didn't quite understand her sad expression, though. So...I asked my mother. She took a deep breath and said "is that the lady that's married to the colored man?" I nodded. My mother took another deep breath. (Yes, I was totally clueless about the sad face and the deep breathing. Word hadn't quite reached my young brain on the state of the world.) She asked "do you want to baby sit for them?" I couldn't say yes fast enough. My first baby sitting gig was for two wonderful children with skin a different color than mine. I didn't realize that was a big deal for a long time. So much of my childhood was infinitely better than things are today. However, I don't want anyone to ever forget there was a time when a very, very nice woman (my mother) knew of no other way to refer to a loving husband and father than "the colored man."
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Eighteen 'til I Die
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Nice one, Ramster
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You always had to 'double date'. Guess the parents thought that the girls would be modest and not fuck in a group, Hell we use to fight over who got the back seat -did not have to worry about getting tangled up in the steering wheel. On my honeymoon night, my wife had trouble having sex in the motel bed. I went and grabbed the back seat out of the car and threw it on the floor. Hell, she tricked fucked all night long. |
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My wife is not a doobie to be passed around! On our wedding day I promised to bogart her for life!
Join Date: Jul 2004
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