My Gawd, I must be older than dirt. I remember 4 track players and Reverb units in the Chrysler products.
Somebody hit the rewind button, please![]()
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My Gawd, I must be older than dirt. I remember 4 track players and Reverb units in the Chrysler products.
Somebody hit the rewind button, please![]()
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That was a good read, very funny and true.
"The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants."
Thomas Jefferson
Radios were oprional in cars when I was growing up. We learned to sing to ourselves! That hurt!
"Being PARANOID is just plain smart thinking when they are really out to get you!"
I remember the old Underwood typewriters. When I was in my senior year of high school I took typing, we still had manual typewriters. I can remember the teacher saying we needed to learn to type for real, before we used an electric typewriter. LOL
Who remembers the smell of ether from the old mimeograph machines?
If your older than dirt, how old am I? I remember when we got our first TV. I remember washing clothes in a cast iron pot over an open fire in the yard. I remember when we got hooked up to electricity, and I will never forget that old outhouse, or hauling water from the creek to wash those clothes with. When we went out to play, mama locked the door behind us, sometimes we came home for supper, sometimes we killed, or caught our supper and ate it in the woods, but always in time for bed. Cutting fire wood was a chore that I just hated! We swam in the creek, and hunted in the woods with what ever we had. We made our own sling shots, and bows and arrows. I have even hunted squirrels with a sling. Just another old country boy!
Y'all be safe now, ya hear!
The democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not.
Thomas Jefferson
It had to be real bad weather out side for us to get to watch Saturday morning cartoons. Got kicked out of the house after breakfast and told not to be late for supper. Anyone remember BB gun wars?
While people are saying "Peace and safety," destruction will come on them suddenly, ... and they will not escape. 1Th 5:3
The only thing I have to say is that I will be 76 one month from today.
Its a shame that youth is wasted on the young.
Lazer Tag? Bottle rocket wars? I turn 31 this month and I thought the OP was hilarious.
You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." . . . You must do the thing you think you cannot do. Eleanor Roosevelt
GUN CONTROL= I WANT TO BE THE ONE IN CONTROL OF THE GUN
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
I remember when Saturday morning cartoons: Captain Kangaroo, Mighty Mouse, and the Warner Bros. were preempted for coverage of JFK's funeral.
Lazer Tag? Bottle rocket wars?I had a friend shoot me in the backside with a BBAnyone remember BB gun wars?
gun while I was climbing down from a tree.
4th of July we took plastic tubing and made rocket
launchers..for our backyard wars.
YouTube - Four Yorkshiremen
Michael Palin: Ahh.. Very passable, this, very passable.
Graham Chapman: Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chassilier wine,
ay Gessiah?
Terry Gilliam: You're right there Obediah.
Eric Idle: Who'd a thought thirty years ago we'd all be sittin'
here drinking Chateau de Chassilier wine?
MP: Aye. In them days, we'd a' been glad to have the price of a cup
o' tea.
GC: A cup ' COLD tea.
EI: Without milk or sugar.
TG: OR tea!
MP: In a filthy, cracked cup.
EI: We never used to have a cup. We used to have to drink out of a
rolled up newspaper.
GC: The best WE could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
TG: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
MP: Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money
doesn't buy you happiness."
EI: 'E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to
live in this tiiiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.
GC: House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one
room, all hundred and twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the
floor was missing; we were all huddled together in one corner for
fear of FALLING!
TG: You were lucky to have a ROOM! *We* used to have to live in a
corridor!
MP: Ohhhh we used to DREAM of livin' in a corridor! Woulda' been a
palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish
tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting
fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.
EI: Well when I say "house" it was only a hole in the ground covered
by a piece of tarpolin, but it was a house to US.
GC: We were evicted from *our* hole in the ground; we had to go and
live in a lake!
TG: You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and sixty
of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road.
MP: Cardboard box?
TG: Aye.
MP: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in
a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o'clock in the
morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down
mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home,
out Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!
GC: Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in
the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, go to
work at the mill every day for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad
would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle, if we
were LUCKY!
TG: Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox
at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues.
We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four
hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we
got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
EI: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night,
half an hour before I went to bed, (pause for laughter), eat a lump
of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill
owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home,
our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves
singing "Hallelujah."
MP: But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't
believe ya'.
ALL: Nope, nope..