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For those that can remember...... Imagine...And we lived to tell about it!
> > > > > >Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as > >we have... > > > >As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air > >bags. Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a > >special treat. Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored > >lead-based paint. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, > >or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to > >mention hitchhiking to town as a young kid!) > > > >We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. > >Horrors. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and > >then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After > >running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. > > > >We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as > >we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us > >all day. No cell phones. Unthinkable. We played dodgeball and sometimes > >the ball would really hurt. We got cut and broke bones and broke teeth > >and there were no law suits from these accidents. They were accidents. > >No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and > >punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We > >ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank sugar soda but we were never > >overweight... we were always outside playing. We shared one grape soda > >with four friends, from one bottle and no one died from this? > > > >We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X Boxes, video games > >at all, 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, > >personal cellular phones, Personal Computers, internet chat rooms ... we > >had friends. We went outside and found them. We rode bikes or walked to > >a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rung the bell or just walked > >in and talked to them. Imagine such a thing. Without asking a parent! By > >ourselves! Out there in the cold cruel world! Without a guardian. How > >did we do it? > > > >We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and > >although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many > >eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever. > > > >Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team? Those > >who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment... Some students > >weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were held back to > >repeat the same grade...Horrors. Tests were not adjusted for any > >reason. > > > >Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. No one to > >hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was > >unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that! > > > >This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and > >problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years has been an > >explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success > >and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. > > > >And you're one of them. > > > >Congratulations! The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them. -- Mark Twain.
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I feel so nostalgic now...and yes I am one of those that ate worms and survived...god I was such a tomboy. [This message was edited Tue Feb 25 0:32:27 PST 2003 by MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld] | |
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MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: I feel so nostalgic now...and yes I am one of those that ate worms and survived...god I was such a tomboy.
[This message was edited Tue Feb 25 0:32:27 PST 2003 by MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld] did you beat up boys? :Evillol: | |
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Christopher said: MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: I feel so nostalgic now...and yes I am one of those that ate worms and survived...god I was such a tomboy.
[This message was edited Tue Feb 25 0:32:27 PST 2003 by MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld] did you beat up boys? :Evillol: Yes, I beat up the neighbor boy once cause he kept picking on me. The little shit deserved it. | |
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MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: Christopher said: MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: I feel so nostalgic now...and yes I am one of those that ate worms and survived...god I was such a tomboy.
[This message was edited Tue Feb 25 0:32:27 PST 2003 by MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld] did you beat up boys? :Evillol: Yes, I beat up the neighbor boy once cause he kept picking on me. The little shit deserved it. i bet you hit hard ! | |
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Christopher said: MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: Christopher said: MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: I feel so nostalgic now...and yes I am one of those that ate worms and survived...god I was such a tomboy.
[This message was edited Tue Feb 25 0:32:27 PST 2003 by MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld] did you beat up boys? :Evillol: Yes, I beat up the neighbor boy once cause he kept picking on me. The little shit deserved it. i bet you hit hard ! Only when I have to | |
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work me dont hurt me! | |
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damn Hilda be gentle with christopher | |
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MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: damn Hilda be gentle with christopher
pasted out ... :uggg | |
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Christopher said: MostBeautifulGrlNTheWorld said: damn Hilda be gentle with christopher
pasted out ... :uggg I am gonna go and pass out peace out G talk to you later | |
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DexMSR said: Imagine...And we lived to tell about it!
> > > > > >Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as > >we have... > > > >As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air > >bags. Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a > >special treat. Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored > >lead-based paint. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, > >or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to > >mention hitchhiking to town as a young kid!) > > > >We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. > >Horrors. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and > >then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After > >running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. > > > >We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as > >we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us > >all day. No cell phones. Unthinkable. We played dodgeball and sometimes > >the ball would really hurt. We got cut and broke bones and broke teeth > >and there were no law suits from these accidents. They were accidents. > >No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and > >punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We > >ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank sugar soda but we were never > >overweight... we were always outside playing. We shared one grape soda > >with four friends, from one bottle and no one died from this? > > > >We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X Boxes, video games > >at all, 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, > >personal cellular phones, Personal Computers, internet chat rooms ... we > >had friends. We went outside and found them. We rode bikes or walked to > >a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rung the bell or just walked > >in and talked to them. Imagine such a thing. Without asking a parent! By > >ourselves! Out there in the cold cruel world! Without a guardian. How > >did we do it? > > > >We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and > >although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many > >eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever. > > > >Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team? Those > >who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment... Some students > >weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were held back to > >repeat the same grade...Horrors. Tests were not adjusted for any > >reason. > > > >Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. No one to > >hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was > >unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that! > > > >This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and > >problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years has been an > >explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success > >and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. > > > >And you're one of them. > > > >Congratulations! This is nice and I never thought about it...but are you bored? gigglin' No really, you're right. It think it's why I push my daughter to play OUTSIDE, to climb trees, to play kickball in the street (not a busy street of course) but all the things that makes you a kid. Good post Dex.. j/k | |
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i'm surprised i'm alive...
you're only as old as you feel..............so how old do i feel
Now that food has replaced sex in my life, I can't even get into my own pants. | |
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That was great, Dex...thanks for posting! Memorieees... | |
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Thanks for the memories. This was my life back in the day and in NY even.
I'm glad I made it, but I do wonder and worry about the next generation. Peace Yall **************************************************
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WAIT A MINIT!!!
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air > >bags. NOT ONLY THAT, BUT WE COULD RIDE SITTIN ON TOP OF THE 'DROPTOP' AT 65 MPH, LONG AS WE DIDN'T PUSH EACH OTHER Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a > >special treat. Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored > >lead-based paint. WHICH WAS RITE NEXT TO THE WALL WITH THE HOLE THAT CONSISTED OF LEAD PAINT, LEAD PLASTER, AND ASBESTOSE We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, > >or cabinets, AND OUR MEDICINE WAS A HALF A DOSE OF WHUT GRANDMA WAS TAKIN 'TIL YOU TURNED 10, THEN YOU TOOK WHUT SHE TOOK... AND LET US NOT FORGET (some will understand) WATKINS OINTMENT, THE CURE FOR THE COMMON COLD (SWALLOW LIBERALLY) and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. WE MADE SCOOTERS, VEGITABLE CRATES, 2 BY 4S, AND SKATE WHEELS (METAL), WITH REALLY HUGE NAILS... MOSTLY RUSTY (I SEE YOU COVERED THAT!!!:LOL:) (Not to > >mention hitchhiking to town as a young kid!)We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. > >Horrors. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and > >then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After > >running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. > > AND TAKING CANDY FROM STRANGERS We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as > >we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us > >all day. YEAH BUT WHEN YOU WERE WANTED BY MOMS, YOU COULD BE FOUR BLOCKS AWAY WHEN SHE START YELLIN YO NAME, I GET TO YOU..."IN THE JUNGLE BABE": 104TH STREET BAND No cell phones. Unthinkable. We played dodgeball and sometimes > >the ball would really hurt. We got cut and broke bones and broke teeth > >and there were no law suits from these accidents. They were accidents. > >No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and > >punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. IF YOU GREW UP IN PLACES LIKE BUFFALO (OR ANY OF THOSE EAST COAST TOWNS) CHASE INCLUDED TREES, CARS, ROOF TO ROOF FIELDS (VACANT LOTS OVERGROWN WITH HEAD HIGH WEEDS AND BUSHES, SCRAP METAL, BRICKS, AND OTHER DEBRESE) DAILY ROCK WARS (SURE... IT STARTED OUT 'MUD CLUMPS') ROOFING TILE WARS (NOW THAT'S A PRETTY GLIDE, OOO) AND THE STITCHES...("YOU SEE HOW MANY *** GOT IN HIS HEAD???") We > >ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank sugar soda but we were never > >overweight... we were always outside playing. We shared one grape soda > >with four friends, from one bottle and no one died from this? AND YOU ATE DINNER WHERE-EVER YOU WERE AT AT THE TIME We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and > >although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many > >eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever. "KEEP LAUGHIN AT THEM, AND THAT'S HOW YOUR BABIES GONNA TURN OUT" Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team? Those > >who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment... Some students > >weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were held back to > >repeat the same grade...Horrors. Tests were not adjusted for any > >reason. Y'ALL HAD SPORTS???:OMG: Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. No one to > >hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was > >unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that! "IF YOU HADN'T OF BEEN OUT THERE WITH THOSE HOOLAGINS YOU WOULDN'T BE GETTIN THAT ASS TORE UP RITE NOW, NOW SHUT THE HELL UP, GET MY EXTENTIONCORD, AND GET NEKKID... YOU GONNA REMEMBER THIS ASS WHOOPIN EVERYTIME YOU TRY TO SIT DOWN, AND IF YOU TRY GRABBIN THE CORD, YOU'LL REMEMBER IT EVERTIME YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR" This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and > >problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years has been an > >explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success > >and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. AND THROUGH OR TRAILS AND TRIBULATIONS WE HAVE PRODUCED 'GENERATION X', TU PAC , EMINEM... THOSE WHOM HAVE LEARNED TO MAKE THE BEST OF A BAD SITUATION. (ALSO YUPPIES... I HAVE NO IDEA WHUT THEY STRIVE FOR) And you're one of them. > > > >Congratulations! NO MATTER WHUT, AND YEARS FROM NOW IT'LL BE DIFFERENT I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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saying in a movie theater
"this is where i came in' then leaving | |
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Damn, this thread is makin me feel hella old right now, awww the memories! | |
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great post too bad we have good medicine now otherwise you might get too sick to post such threads | |
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Paisley said: Damn, this thread is makin me feel hella old right now, awww the memories!
Me too Paisley! He calls me "Holi" cuz he says everyday w/ me is like a Holiday... | |
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REMEMBER WHEN: the folks that spent all their time in the garage were called TINKERERS instead of TWEEKERS...
when you saw someone talkin to themselves, you would just snicker about it. when your folks would say. " one of these days somebody gonna give you a cigarette with drugs in it " and you would laugh, because nobody was givin up a FREE HIGH. and they came up with that one after the one about it STUNTING YOUR GROWTH didn't work. when people worked hard to suport their families, and still had/made time to be with them. when the PLEADGE OF ALIGIENTS probibly meant something. I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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00769BAD said: REMEMBER WHEN: the folks that spent all their time in the garage were called TINKERERS instead of TWEEKERS...
when you saw someone talkin to themselves, you would just snicker about it. when your folks would say. " one of these days somebody gonna give you a cigarette with drugs in it " and you would laugh, because nobody was givin up a FREE HIGH. and they came up with that one after the one about it STUNTING YOUR GROWTH didn't work. when people worked hard to suport their families, and still had/made time to be with them. when the PLEADGE OF ALIGIENTS probibly meant something. BAD please stop, your starting to make us old folks feel VERY OLD! | |
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Paisley said: 00769BAD said: REMEMBER WHEN: the folks that spent all their time in the garage were called TINKERERS instead of TWEEKERS...
when you saw someone talkin to themselves, you would just snicker about it. when your folks would say. " one of these days somebody gonna give you a cigarette with drugs in it " and you would laugh, because nobody was givin up a FREE HIGH. and they came up with that one after the one about it STUNTING YOUR GROWTH didn't work. when people worked hard to suport their families, and still had/made time to be with them. when the PLEADGE OF ALIGIENTS probibly meant something. BAD please stop, your starting to make us old folks feel VERY OLD! REMEMBER WHEN 30 WAS OLD WHEN BIGWHEELS CAME OUT, AND YOU TRYED TO RIDE IT ANYWAY. WHEN YOU HAD TO RINSE OUT YOUR LIL COUSINS DIAPER IN THE TOILETT I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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00769BAD said: Paisley said: 00769BAD said: REMEMBER WHEN: the folks that spent all their time in the garage were called TINKERERS instead of TWEEKERS...
when you saw someone talkin to themselves, you would just snicker about it. when your folks would say. " one of these days somebody gonna give you a cigarette with drugs in it " and you would laugh, because nobody was givin up a FREE HIGH. and they came up with that one after the one about it STUNTING YOUR GROWTH didn't work. when people worked hard to suport their families, and still had/made time to be with them. when the PLEADGE OF ALIGIENTS probibly meant something. BAD please stop, your starting to make us old folks feel VERY OLD! REMEMBER WHEN 30 WAS OLD WHEN BIGWHEELS CAME OUT, AND YOU TRYED TO RIDE IT ANYWAY. WHEN YOU HAD TO RINSE OUT YOUR LIL COUSINS DIAPER IN THE TOILETT Please stop, I cant take it anymore. | |
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REMEMBER WHEN YOU WOULDN'T:
YOU'LD CALL THE HOUSE AND SAY SOMETHIN LIKE " I BEEN DRINKIN, CAN YOU COME GET ME???" CAUSE THEY WOULD SAY: "WHUT? IS YOU DRUNK?" "YEAH." "WELL, HOW MUCH DID YOU DRINK" "I THINK ABOUT SIX COLT 45s" "YOU PUSSY, YOU BETTER DRIVE YOUR OWN ASS HOME, AND GO PICK YOUR MOMMA AND THE KIDS UP FROM YOUR AUNT SHERLEY'S" I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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If you really want to go way back scare someone by pulling out a vinyl LP and putting on the turntable. What's that? what we used to listen to before there was CD's. Stop playing mom there was always Cd's! You must have been rich to play stick ball with a tennis ball. We played with found golfballs and a mop handle. Not my new mop! Kick the can.
And I will really tell my age now. But I have a relative that has 8 tracks waiting for them to come back. I threaten to borrow it and play some for my kids. Wow mom you must be really old there weren't microwaves when you were little how did you cook? No DVD players stop I don't want to hear this. A real horror story tell a young person about Beta VCR's and how big they were and only rich people had VCR's. And if you want to hear someone scream No Personal Computers. I heard about that it must have been rough when you were a kid. Smile. A real conversation with a child. sorry if that was over your head...jump up and try to catch the point next time. | |
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queen627 said: If you really want to go way back scare someone by pulling out a vinyl LP and putting on the turntable. What's that? what we used to listen to before there was CD's. Stop playing mom there was always Cd's! You must have been rich to play stick ball with a tennis ball. We played with found golfballs and a mop handle. Not my new mop! Kick the can.
And I will really tell my age now. But I have a relative that has 8 tracks waiting for them to come back. I threaten to borrow it and play some for my kids. Wow mom you must be really old there weren't microwaves when you were little how did you cook? No DVD players stop I don't want to hear this. A real horror story tell a young person about Beta VCR's and how big they were and only rich people had VCR's. And if you want to hear someone scream No Personal Computers. I heard about that it must have been rough when you were a kid. Smile. A real conversation with a child. 45s with that lil thing to make the record fit, and if you didn't have one you had to center the record by hand. 35mm film and threading the projecter. and last but not least, reel to reel taping... I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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It's not like my family was super poor, but we didn't even have a phone until I was nine. We lived on a farm and most of our neighbours didn't have one either. When I was really little I remember one of the neighbours having an old crank style... and to think we all walk around with cell phones in our pockets now.
I just realized... I'm OLD!!! | |
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candlelight said: It's not like my family was super poor, but we didn't even have a phone until I was nine. We lived on a farm and most of our neighbours didn't have one either. When I was really little I remember one of the neighbours having an old crank style... and to think we all walk around with cell phones in our pockets now.
I just realized... I'm OLD!!! SHIT!!! YEAH YOU IS... :LOL: I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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00769BAD said: candlelight said: It's not like my family was super poor, but we didn't even have a phone until I was nine. We lived on a farm and most of our neighbours didn't have one either. When I was really little I remember one of the neighbours having an old crank style... and to think we all walk around with cell phones in our pockets now.
I just realized... I'm OLD!!! SHIT!!! YEAH YOU IS... :LOL: Do you think it's too late to start with the Nivea Cream? | |
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candlelight said: 00769BAD said: candlelight said: It's not like my family was super poor, but we didn't even have a phone until I was nine. We lived on a farm and most of our neighbours didn't have one either. When I was really little I remember one of the neighbours having an old crank style... and to think we all walk around with cell phones in our pockets now.
I just realized... I'm OLD!!! SHIT!!! YEAH YOU IS... :LOL: Do you think it's too late to start with the Nivea Cream? OIL OF OLAY BAY BAY... I AM King BAD a.k.a. BAD,
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