childhood memories
BoB: When my brothers and I were little we played with toy guns all the time. Cap guns were my favorite because I loved the smell of the caps.
Today, I can watch this and smile at the talent involved.
>> in high school our home room made up a student
Oh, yeah, and drinking from a garden hose/ hose pipe? Of course no kids would do that today. Those hoses are made with materials known to be carcinogenic in California, after all.
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Now caught up to my second comment at #476... how far behind have I fallen now? And I think I'm reading more slowly as the night wends on.
Just as I get ready to finally post a morning comment, Ace rolls in. Figures. I'll comment anyway.
Sharkman: Blowing shit up with bombs made of pipes filled with match heads and never losing an eye or finger.
Locker rooms are bad enough when you're just a bunch of heteros of the same sex. Don't drop the soap jokes and all that.
HOME! Where DUI checkpoints don't matterr. And the cats and the June bugs cavort.
281 I got two comments in a row? We're in the Slowdown Times, eh?
Milady is baking cookies. Chocolate chocolate-chip. MMmmm.
Speaking of two in a row...
*heart*
Hello, again, Late Night Morons.
Home late. Rain here has been gentle, not flooding as anticipated. Wet enough that the dog smells like a wet dog, though.
Remembering When Disneyland Had Real-Life Mermaids
I remember. Impressed my young self.
Worst problem I had with my name, alphabetically, was the two fat & stinky guys I got seated between in gym class in Jr High School.
Well, I'm done. Happy Equinox. Hope you had a good Palm Sunday. Easter week comic webwork in nic link.
Love one another. Even during the BB gun fights.
Dang browser. Erase my comment instead of posting it, will ya? Thanks. Try again.
Home - all pets accounted for. Feet up. Relaxing beverage t'hand. Won't last long.
those were the days: ...Then we realized you could make them go off by laying them flat on the ground and dragging a coin across them...
You had coins?
Somebody Out There Has Never Heard It Before Dept.
Grade school playground memories, now made anachronistic by political changes, history not taught, and Common Core math...
Grade school playground memories.
"I said ping pong balls...!
(Just the punch line)
freaked: Remember those little cereal boxes you could open and just pour the milk in and eat right out of the box? Problem solved.
When we were kids and the families & friends would go to the lake, all the cereal was those variety packs, one-serving boxes.
Knee replacements and calculators? What an ONT.
One show we've enjoyed watching lately is early Hopalong Cassady. One of the good guys, on and off-screen, like Clayton Moore.
In the valley of the jolly (ho ho ho) ...
Oh, sorry. Hard to let that last thread go.
I'm glad we got Mighty Mouse in there.
"Heeeere I come, to save the daaaay!" Didn't really care for the toons that much (poor cats!) but liked the mouse.
[Maxwell House percolator theme music]
LS/MFT
and
Snap, Crackle, Pop, Rice Crispies
and
They'rrrrre Grrrreeat! (Tony)
If we're going to commercials, alas, there's an infinite number of jingles, decades' worth, lodged in my noggin, from back in the three-networks, endless-repeats days.
And, IIRC, Kirk never actually said "Beam me up, Scotty."
Not so sure, but I don't think Gracie ever responded to "Say good night, Gracie," with, "Good night, Gracie!"
RoadRunner: Tish! You spoke French!
Oh, yes. That was a good one.
Having now read the comments...
Seems t'me, by the guidelines CBD set out, the following are disqualified: