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festerous

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A bully was not someone who called you names, as those were called friends it was someone who punched you in the face and stole your lunch money.
 

Tonygreen

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I remember when people around my way didnt spray there weed to make it smell like kush... lol
 
When you where bad in grade school,you had to clap and hit the blackboard erasers against the school building outside.

Teachers could hit you and get away with it.
 

Dr. Fleye

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I can still remember during elementary school we had monthly (maybe weekly) drills to go out into the hallways, away from windows, desks,other loose furniture etc, Put our heads between our legs and kiss our ass good bye. I lived in Miami Fla during the Cuban missile crises. Only a hundred miles or so from Cuba.
 

Reg Dixon

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I remember when the small mojo's were 1/4p.

Crisps were 1p or 2p when I started school and 10p by the end. I was crisp monitor. What a job. Free crisps! Then crisp gate happened when I ate about 10 packs in one day and a teacher noticed. Ahh the good times, they never seem to last.
 

talktosamson

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I can remember the days when BOG and REZ were young breeders on the board and a pack of their beans was $40. Also there was no waiting sitting staring at a computer screen waiting for a drop, and hoping you didn't miss out on beans. Boutique out just magically have them one day and they would stay in stock for a while.
 

Iffy

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I remember getting paid £11 a week for my first job as an apprentice diesel fitter. My first leave home from the services, I could buy 4 pints of beer for £1. You could go out and get hammered with a fiver & still have enough to buy fish & chips on the way home!!
Just about get the fish & chips now :eek:(
 

Littleleaf

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I remember when you could carry a pocket knife to school and a shotgun on the bus to go rabbit hunting after school with your frinds and that was in the 80s.

Now if you nibble your poptart into a gun your gone and you get a police record that fallows you for life.
 
I took my NRA class in middle school.The teacher was showing us the gun in shop class.This was in late seventy's small town USA.Good memory's!
 

talktosamson

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I remember when you could carry a pocket knife to school and a shotgun on the bus to go rabbit hunting after school with your frinds and that was in the 80s.

Now if you nibble your poptart into a gun your gone and you get a police record that fallows you for life.

Thank goodness for progress huh :good:
 
I can't be the only one that remembers their Mom looking around the room for anything she could hit you with.(brushes,lumber,kitchen utensils,electrical cords,you get the idea.

My favorite was, go outside and get me a BRANCH !:moon:
 
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greenmatter

I can't be the only one that remembers their Mom looking around the room for anything she could hit you with.(brushes,lumber,kitchen utensils,electrical cords,you get the idea.

My favorite was, go outside and get me a BRANCH !:moon:

anyone remember the old Hot Wheels tracks ? bad idea to fuck up when mom had one of those damn things in arms reach
 

Reg Dixon

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I can't be the only one that remembers their Mom looking around the room for anything she could hit you with.(brushes,lumber,kitchen utensils,electrical cords,you get the idea.

My favorite was, go outside and get me a BRANCH !:moon:

Luckily for me I grew up in a terraced house with no trees or bushes nearby or I might not have made it!
 

sutra1

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I can't be the only one that remembers their Mom looking around the room for anything she could hit you with.(brushes,lumber,kitchen utensils,electrical cords,you get the idea.

My favorite was, go outside and get me a BRANCH !:moon:

Once about 1972 my mom came into my room to wake me for school. I'd been smoking weed the night before and just pushed the shoe box top with weed and flour sifter under my bed. Woke to my mom hitting me in the face with the flour sifter screaming "we use this for our food!" Good times huh.........
 

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