Motivational Poster Thread (warning content)

19 out of 20. I never had an AOL address. Otherwise, yeppers.

 

I'm at 20 ,,, not sure how to feel about that,,, I don't feel special ,,, it doesn't really make me feel old ,, maybe ,,, experienced ,,,,
Let's add to the list ,,,,
1,,, a can opener to open a beer,,,
2 ,,, 50 cent gas ,, or less ,,,
3,,, 35 cent pk of cigarettes ,,
4,,, Gas station pump attendants ,,
5,,, Glass quart jars of 50 cent recycled oil sitting on shelves by the gas pumps,,
6 ,,Ass Whoopin's with the switch you had to pick for your own ass whoopin',,,,

 

- I remember going to the school basement and sitting against the cold walls in the fallout shelter.
-The clink of milk bottles as the milk man picked up empties and left full ones.
-Delivering newspapers on my bike.
-Male teachers wearing suits - always
-Ding, Ding of gas station hoses
-Sleeping in the sun on the rear parcel shelf of huge Buicks.
-Phone numbers that started with a two letter exchange code. Mine was Kenwood and the number started with KE5-
-20 Mule Team Borax laundry detergent
-Being able to jump off the swing or fall out of a tree and not get hurt.
-I remember Dad pointing out chain driven C cab Mack trucks on the road and saying, "You don't see those much anymore."
-When we went Up North, Dad would point out hills that Grandpa had to go up in reverse because the Model T had a gravity fed fuel system.

Lots of stuff makes me feel old, but I wouldn't trade the experience for anything.

 

I drove a 1972 F-100. It was two-tone, Mallard and Limestone Green, and had an eight-foot bed and 3 speed manual on the column. My Father had used it as a farm truck, and fertilizer had rusted the bed and destroyed the tailgate. I replaced the tailgate and coated the rusted bed with black roof sealer (this was before bed-liners). I drove it to high school a few times when I was a senior, and the first 2 years of college. One night I hit a bull and totaled the truck. I hated to see that truck go, but I replaced it with a 1978 Firebird.

 

My ex brother in law had a '71 Sport Custom ,, 302 Column shift ,, his dad bought it brand new ,,, my brother in law sold it to me for about 700 bucks ,,, that truck was solid ,, no squeaks ,, knocks,, rattles ,, or dents ,,,,, that truck rode like a Cadillac ,, it was that aqua green color ,, I sold it back to him for what I gave him for it ,,, I didn't want to ,, but I did , because it was his dad's truck at one point ,,, he's got a 428 in that truck now ,, thatbwas the smoothest riding truck I've ever been in ,, even compared to today's trucks ,,

 

An old stockman wanders into an Alice Springs pub. As he sits sipping his beer, a young woman sits next to him. She turns to him and asks, “Are you a real stockman?” He replies, “Well, I’ve spent my entire life in the bush, riding horses, mending fences and herding mobs of cattle, so I guess I am.” She says, “I’m a lesbian. I spend all day thinking about women. As soon as I rise in the morning, I think about women. When I shower or watch TV, everything seems to make me think about women.” Then she leaves. A few minutes later, a couple sits down next to the old stockman and asks, “Are you a real stockman?” He replies, “I always thought I was, but I just found out I’m a lesbian.”

 

A cop was patrolling at night in a well known area for "parking."
He saw a couple in a car, with the interior light on.
He got closer to the car and saw a young man behind the wheel, reading a computer magazine and a young woman on the rear seat, knitting.
Puzzled by this surprising situation, the cop walked over to the car and knocked on the window.
"Yes, officer?"
"What are you doing?"
"Well, isn't it obvious? I'm reading a magazine."
Pointing to the young woman, the cop asked, "And her, what is she doing?"
The young man shrugged, "I believe she's knitting a pullover."
The cop was totally confused.
A young couple alone in a car at night and nothing obscene is happening!
"What's your age, young man?"
"I'm 22, sir." "And her, what's her age?
The young man looks at his watch and said, "She'll be 18 in 20 minutes."

Thanks, Jim.

 

No one bitched about dad's mess, he was the neighborhood handy man.
The neighbor across the street made a welder from an old transformer his work tossed and gave it to dad.
I grew up around lots of antiques, we actually used daily.
I got regular wippin I well deserved, with anything that was available including having to select one off the apricot tree.
As a preteen, I worked with dad pouring concrete and finishing slabs amongst a lot of other things. by the time I gotr out of highs school I was tired of construction and found other things to do. at the time I wish I had gotten into working on boats, but that didn't happen till many years later..