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> When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot...BOTH ways. yadda, yadda, yadda
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> And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
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> But now that I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!
> And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!
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> I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!
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> There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!
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> Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our butts! Nowhere was safe!
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> There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!
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> Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the D J would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no C D players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?
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> We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it!
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> There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOSH !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.
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> And we didn't have fancy Caller I D either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
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> We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3- D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
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> You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your big butt and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?!
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> There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-finks!
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> And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!
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> And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!
> And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!
> See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1970 or any time before!
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> Regards,
> The Over 40 Crowd
 
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Back in my day we didn't have toilet paper!
That's the way it was and we liked it!:rolex:
 
Sheesh, sitting through the same commercials again and again and having to get off the couch to change the channel.
Those were tough times.
 
That's why there were kids in the house, Rolex. You throw something at them and they get up and change the channels or adjust the volume.

The Dewey Decimal system isn't that bad. You should try looking something up in the Library of congress system, Olds.
 
Where would Huey and Louie be without him?
 
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
Dealing with my kid, I sound more like my dad everyday.

I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!
I may have an overdue book from about 1978.... Not sure but I keep having this same weird flashback.

Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our butts! Nowhere was safe!
You had it good! The neighbors and their friends had permission to kick my ass and always wanted to. :whhooo:

Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the D J would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no C D players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?
Damn! I've still got a tape deck in both of my vehicles! Can't find the blank tapes to record anything new. And I can remember when that was new technology. 8 tracks didn't even have a fast forward.

And we didn't have fancy Caller I D either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
That and the answering machine is damn important!

There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-finks!
That's right! We get older and we enjoy cartoons more! What happened to Wile. E. Coyote? Man he could order anything from Acme....
Do our cartoons have to be politically correct too? Screw that little long legged bird!



I threw away all my phone books some time ago. That is all but the one that said "Big Book" on it. Yeah the numbers were bigger!
Went to the eye doctor, he tells me I need bi-focals. I tell him he's to young to grow hair on his face.... 10 years from now...
I'll still need glasses and he'll be buying his first razor. :p:

One more thing. When I'm in front of you, been driving for miles with my blinker on.
Don't be laying on the horn. If I could hear your damn horn, I could probably hear the blinker. :D
 
Horn Broken, watch for finger, Digger!
 
That's right! We get older and we enjoy cartoons more! What happened to Wile. E. Coyote? Man he could order anything from Acme....
Do our cartoons have to be politically correct too? Screw that little long legged bird!



One more thing. When I'm in front of you, been driving for miles with my blinker on.
Don't be laying on the horn. If I could hear your damn horn, I could probably hear the blinker. :D

Man, Wile E was my favorite, still is when I catch it on from time to time.

LMAO, I sprayed my monitor with coffee on the blinker thing.

As for all the above, those are awesome Rolex. You think they still use the decimal system? Or do you think every library just has a computer or an ipad mounted there in place of the card catalog?

The safety arm, I had forgotten all about that one. How about riding in the back of the truck bed at like 7 years old? I think they'd put a parent in jail for that nowadays.
 
i went to school with fred flintstone. on dinosaurs.. I've got socks older than you.
 
I've got socks older than you.

I've got underwear older than your socks.

digger said:
One more thing. When I'm in front of you, been driving for miles with my blinker on.
Don't be laying on the horn. If I could hear your damn horn, I could probably hear the blinker.

LMFAO!!! :rolex:
 
I know kids that couldn't hear the horn or blinker. Their stereo is so loud that it's shattering windows on nearby windows. The good news is that you can say anything you want to them and they can't hear you......
 
I've got socks older than you.
I've got underwear older than your socks.

That's kinda scary guys.
May be just a bit more info than we need...

You guys rag on me about roadkill but are wearing undergarments that are over 40 years old.




Do ya even know how they got stained so bad? :whhooo:
 
The stains come from using them to polish his Savage. You know he doesn't wear them, Digger.
 
You guys rag on me about roadkill but are wearing undergarments that are over 40 years old.




Do ya even know how they got stained so bad? :whhooo:

Sure, I rub the marinade on my BBQd road kill with them.
How do you think I achieve the "Special" flavor? :yes::whistle::drool:
 
Sure, I rub the marinade on my BBQd road kill with them.
How do you think I achieve the "Special" flavor? :yes::whistle::drool:

I thought we were using the same rub and bbq sauce, but yours seemed to have a little more zing to it.
All the trips you were making to the still I thought you were adding a little mash to the marinade. :whhooo:



Man ya think ya know a guy....

All this time I've been trying to hide anything I thought he could get hurt on.




Now i find out I should hide your underwear?
Bro! I'll bring ya one of those little "mini mops" for the sauce. :)
 
Sheesh, sitting through the same commercials again and again and having to get off the couch to change the channel.
Those were tough times.

Man the good ole days!!!lol

We had 3 channels and 2 was the same thing and the 3rd was too fuzzy to watch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:\
 

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