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The Good Old Times
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why are you telling him off jimmi!Who remembers this famous pup from the little rascals tv series?
oh and jimmi, please please dont tell me itwas a girl friend!!!
Chocolate nonpareils! What did I win?
Ah, the Woolworth's lunch counter. How many hours I spent there with my girlfriends, drinking milkshakes, and if we had enough money, even being able to grab a hamburger! I loved their milkshakes.
LOL! I don't know the proper name of those, either, but they used to be one of my favorites. I loved the soft chewy strawberry center.
after eating a few tonne jimmi i thought you would have figured that out!
Well you get two fresh orders of Sparrow surprise, we're all all out of chicken dinnersChocolate nonpareils! What did I win?
I did too, and their malts tooI loved their milkshakes.
So sad... they wrecked all of 'em, didn't they? That was pretty close to my favorite moPar (my favorite was the '68 Charger). I had a few moPars over the years, but I never got my Charger. Boo.
and tie string from his door knocker to his neighbours, he opens dood neighbour gets a knock on his!or put paper in his downpipe, wind blows it howlsWho remembers
A Message from the Grandmothers Who Rocked the World
Did you ever stop to think that the grandmothers of today were once rebels, rule-breakers, and icons of a generation that changed the world? To the twenty-somethings of today, let us paint you a picture of who we were—and still are at heart.
We were the ones who wore mini skirts so short they turned heads, tight pants that left little to the imagination, and high boots that made every step feel like a statement. Bras? Who needed them when freedom was the fashion?
Our soundtrack was legendary: Led Zeppelin, The Who, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix, and Janis Joplin. These weren’t just artists; they were the heartbeat of our revolution. We didn’t just listen to their music; we lived it—singing, dancing, and feeling every note like it was part of our soul.
We rode in Mini Coopers and sped off on motorcycles that screamed independence. We smoked, we drank gin tonics, and we didn’t apologize for any of it. Muddy music festivals? We didn’t just go; we danced, we laughed, and we lived those moments to the fullest.
Our days were long, not because of endless scrolling on smartphones or binge-watching TV, but because we didn’t have those things—and we didn’t care. We were out there, in the world, creating memories, stories, and adventures that would last a lifetime.
So, no, you’ll never be like your grandmother. And that’s okay. But remember, someone had to tell you: the grandmothers of today were once the wild hearts who paved the way for the world you know.
Rock on, young ones. We already did.
A Message from the Grandmothers Who Rocked the World
Did you ever stop to think that the grandmothers of today were once rebels, rule-breakers, and icons of a generation that changed the world? To the twenty-somethings of today, let us paint you a picture of who we were—and still are at heart.
We were the ones who wore mini skirts so short they turned heads, tight pants that left little to the imagination, and high boots that made every step feel like a statement. Bras? Who needed them when freedom was the fashion?
Our soundtrack was legendary: Led Zeppelin, The Who, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix, and Janis Joplin. These weren’t just artists; they were the heartbeat of our revolution. We didn’t just listen to their music; we lived it—singing, dancing, and feeling every note like it was part of our soul.
We rode in Mini Coopers and sped off on motorcycles that screamed independence. We smoked, we drank gin tonics, and we didn’t apologize for any of it. Muddy music festivals? We didn’t just go; we danced, we laughed, and we lived those moments to the fullest.
Our days were long, not because of endless scrolling on smartphones or binge-watching TV, but because we didn’t have those things—and we didn’t care. We were out there, in the world, creating memories, stories, and adventures that would last a lifetime.
So, no, you’ll never be like your grandmother. And that’s okay. But remember, someone had to tell you: the grandmothers of today were once the wild hearts who paved the way for the world you know.
Rock on, young ones. We already did.
REVRAH!
Do they still make these
LOL! I never tried chewing on those things. I'd ride around on my bike all day with one in my mouth, which was an all-day-sucker for sure. Good thing I never fell off my bike and drove that stick into my brain or anything.
Remember how soggy that stick would be after sucking the Sugar Daddy off it for hours?I used to love these
I loved Cracker Jacks! My dad would take all us kids to the Ringling Brothers Circus every year, and he always got us a box of Cracker Jacks (one for each kid) for our snackage.
The prize was a wonderful bonus! I can still remember the feel of tearing that paper, and the anticipation of wondering what was inside. I used both!
Yup, that was one of my favorite shows! 1313 Mockingbird Lane, I'll never forget it.
Betty & Veronica must have been a boy thing. I skipped over that part of the culture.
But the phone book! And when the new phone book came out, you made a Christmas tree out of the old one by folding down every single page and then taping the covers to each other, back to back. Well, we could do that in Portland because it was a fairly fat phone book. And we must have had a lot of spare time.
You could also look up cute guys' phone numbers from school (if you knew the parents' names) and torture them with phone calls where you didn't actually SAY anything, just listened to them saying, "Hello? Hello? HELLO??" No caller ID, they had NO idea who was calling, LOL!
We did some stupid things when we were kids, didn't we? Did you ever try to call someone who wasn't home and just set the phone down and let it ring and ring and ring? No answering machines, so that phone would ring until someone finally picked it up. We'd check every once in a while to see if it was still ringing on the other end, and if not, it meant the person had come home and hung up the phone, so we could call back and then they'd answer.
These were the guides for a great many prank calls back in the day, before caller ID snitched on you.
or kissed a cows butt jimmi?
remember the old spice gift box?
My dad always wore Old Spice, from before I was born until the day he died. I'll never forget the way it smelled. (It was a wonderful smell to me, it smelled like DAD!)
family portrait jimmi?
I feel that old
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I plead the 5th...
and all chucked up
nope, never heard of hi
nope, never heard of him jimmi
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I know what each pedal does... Surprised it has a remote trunk release though.
Wow never realized that
