OT...........\"In Our Day\"

wiccanpony

wiccanpony

Official Freak Bar Witch
:cool: Ok it’s time for us Coffin Dodgers to rally around and show these young puppies why they should be grateful to live in this Century.


“In my day”:

You didn’t drive off to the big supermarket and buy your chicken precut and wrapped in plastic.

If you lived in town they had butcher shops and the chicken was fresh killed with the head, feet and guts still inside. The butcher wrapped the bird in paper and you took it home to clean and cut up.

If you lived out of town, you raised chickens and if you wanted Sunday Dinner you chased, slaughtered, then plucked and cleaned them yourselfs.

yes I have the innocent blood of many chickens on my hands and their little ghosts still haunt me to this day.

So you kidlets ..kiss the ground Colonel Sanders walked upon and count your blessings!!!!:cussing:lol
 
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matty1001

New member
Now I don\'t catch and prepare them. But I do buy them pre killed and plucked.

I do all the prep after that.

Same with fish, I buy them whole and prepare them from there on.
 
airhead

airhead

Coffin Dodger / Keymaster
In my day, networking was not a common work. We had an \"A-B\" switch to share a printer between two PC\'s. Amber monitors were cooler than green ones. And you had to put the phone handle in a cradle to talk on the internet if you could afford it.

CD\'s were somthing in the bank.
Floppy disks were.
 
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Ritual

New member
Originally posted by airhead
In my day, networking was not a common work. We had an \"A-B\" switch to share a printer between two PC\'s. Amber monitors were cooler than green ones. And you had to put the phone handle in a cradle to talk on the internet if you could afford it.

CD\'s were somthing in the bank.
Floppy disks were.
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That doesn\'t make you sound very old. Even I can remember those days, and I\'m pretty far from being on your coffin-dodger list! ;)
 
Avelorn

Avelorn

Sven Jonsson
Originally posted by Ritual
Originally posted by Avelorn
In my day a \"Swedish\" mile was at least 13 kilometers..
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Have you been drinking? ??? What day was that? Is it some kind of Norrlandish thing?
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I\'ve inserted the quotes. A regular metric mile..

now you might get the joke..

possibly.
 
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Ritual

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I\'m a bit thick today... my gf just showed me something funny in the paper and it took me a good while to see what she meant... :(
 
airhead

airhead

Coffin Dodger / Keymaster
Originally posted by Ritual
Originally posted by airhead
In my day, networking was not a common work. We had an \"A-B\" switch to share a printer between two PC\'s. Amber monitors were cooler than green ones. And you had to put the phone handle in a cradle to talk on the internet if you could afford it.

CD\'s were somthing in the bank.
Floppy disks were.
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That doesn\'t make you sound very old. Even I can remember those days, and I\'m pretty far from being on your coffin-dodger list! ;)
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OK, how about:
Starters were large buttons under the gas pedal.
Dimmers were in the floor on the other side, under the clutch.
Tranmissions were not synced, you had to know how to double clutch (and that is not talking about something you did on a date).
Bias ply tires were the norm and blowouts were common.
The speed limit was 70 (then 55 right as I got my licence).
Most cars had a V-8 and were carberated. You could climb into the engine compartment and work on them.
Snipe hunting was a fun sport as was watching the submarine races.
 
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Naukhel

Active member
The music wasn\'t cookie-cutter made from the works of previous generations.
Oh, sure, the chord progressions get re-used, but our song-writers worked with their own stuff more often than not.

Down with samplers!

We could leave our front doors unlocked in most neighborhoods, even when we were out of town.

Neighbors would get together to do things other than nod briefly in passing.

You could buy a coke and a chocolate bar for a dollar. Canadian, even.
 
wiccanpony

wiccanpony

Official Freak Bar Witch
:cussing: In my day:

Teens didn\'t have their own cars, you were lucky if your parents had a single car. If you wanted to go somewhere you walked ( kids look down, see those flat thingies on the ends of your legs. Those are \"feet\" and you walked on them ;) ). Or if your parents were well to do, you had a bike to get around on.
 
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matty1001

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Originally posted by wiccanpony
:cussing: In my day:

Teens didn\'t have their own cars, you were lucky if your parents had a single car. If you wanted to go somewhere you walked ( kids look down, see those flat thingies on the ends of your legs. Those are \"feet\" and you walked on them ;) ). Or if your parents were well to do, you had a bike to get around on.
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Don\'t have a car either, nor does any of the family.
But I have feet and an annual metro pass lol
 
wiccanpony

wiccanpony

Official Freak Bar Witch
Originally posted by airhead
Originally posted by Ritual
Originally posted by airhead
In my day, networking was not a common work. We had an \"A-B\" switch to share a printer between two PC\'s. Amber monitors were cooler than green ones. And you had to put the phone handle in a cradle to talk on the internet if you could afford it.

CD\'s were somthing in the bank.
Floppy disks were.
Click to expand...
That doesn\'t make you sound very old. Even I can remember those days, and I\'m pretty far from being on your coffin-dodger list! ;)
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OK, how about:
Starters were large buttons under the gas pedal.
Dimmers were in the floor on the other side, under the clutch.
Tranmissions were not synced, you had to know how to double clutch (and that is not talking about something you did on a date).
Bias ply tires were the norm and blowouts were common.
The speed limit was 70 (then 55 right as I got my licence).
Most cars had a V-8 and were carberated. You could climb into the engine compartment and work on them.
Snipe hunting was a fun sport as was watching the submarine races.
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:cry: Damn, how I miss those Snipe hunts and Submarine races.......:drunk: those were the Good Old Days :duh:lol
 
Talion

Talion

New member
In my day a \"Wagon Wheel\" bar would fit on a real wagon, now they only fit Cindy\'s.

and a \"Snickers\" was called a Marathon.

and it snowed in the winter.
 
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