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I'm so old I can remember....
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jwhoff
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OH NO :48:!!!
I actually covered the Hartford Whalers of the old World Hockey Association in a former life!
I did say ... "I'll get back with you if I detect any developing trends." :blushing:
I REFUSE TO GET ANY OLDER! :31:
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Home delivered milk
Fresh-churned butter
The smell of a moonshine still
an old country store baloney sammich
a swinging bridge
a hog killing
Dinner on the ground with hell, fire, and brimstone preaching.
people selling their vote for $2 and a pint of whiskey or if you were a good Christian woman some gingerbread would do.
Fresh-churned butter
The smell of a moonshine still
an old country store baloney sammich
a swinging bridge
a hog killing
Dinner on the ground with hell, fire, and brimstone preaching.
people selling their vote for $2 and a pint of whiskey or if you were a good Christian woman some gingerbread would do.
Home delivered milk
Fresh-churned butter
The smell of a moonshine still
an old country store baloney sammich
a swinging bridge
a hog killing
Dinner on the ground with hell, fire, and brimstone preaching.
people selling their vote for $2 and a pint of whiskey or if you were a good Christian woman some gingerbread would do.
Fresh-churned butter
The smell of a moonshine still
an old country store baloney sammich
a swinging bridge
a hog killing
Dinner on the ground with hell, fire, and brimstone preaching.
people selling their vote for $2 and a pint of whiskey or if you were a good Christian woman some gingerbread would do.
jwhoff
Premium Member
They called them "dinner on the ground with hell, fire, and brimstone preaching" Camp Meetings back home in Louisiana. They had to be non-denominational. I suppose all the local clergy got a slice of the take.
I think I remember being a little kid with a starched shirt and pants on, swinging my legs in those uncomfortable folding chairs, sweating my 'arse off, watching all those ladies "wagging their lips" and fanning themselves with those hand fans telling me to straighten up and be quiet.
Hell, I liked it better when I got a chance to slip off to the parking lot and listen to all the men talk about all the ladies gossiping and crap about the damn preacher going from town to town every time he heard the boy's had gotten a new paycheck. They all b*+@#ed about the mosquitoes but showed up every night for the show.
Ole T-Gib was a little "touched" in the head but had lots of stories and took us down to the bayou to cane poll fish and throw rocks at the turtles and snakes before it would get dark. They all said he was "touched," but he made considerably more sense to an elementary school kid that did that damn preacher.
Yep ... them was the days when the old folks hauled us city kids down to the bayou country during the hottest part of the summer to catch a little down home hell, fire, and brimstone every-night-go-to-meeting homecoming socials. Of course, this was before there was an Interstate 10 and every road was a two lane, bridge hopping, nightmare. I too remember sleeping up behind the back seat by the rear window. There were actually stars in those days!
I drift.
Still, it's always good to hear from you Red Templar. Go 'Cats!
I think I remember being a little kid with a starched shirt and pants on, swinging my legs in those uncomfortable folding chairs, sweating my 'arse off, watching all those ladies "wagging their lips" and fanning themselves with those hand fans telling me to straighten up and be quiet.
Hell, I liked it better when I got a chance to slip off to the parking lot and listen to all the men talk about all the ladies gossiping and crap about the damn preacher going from town to town every time he heard the boy's had gotten a new paycheck. They all b*+@#ed about the mosquitoes but showed up every night for the show.
Ole T-Gib was a little "touched" in the head but had lots of stories and took us down to the bayou to cane poll fish and throw rocks at the turtles and snakes before it would get dark. They all said he was "touched," but he made considerably more sense to an elementary school kid that did that damn preacher.
Yep ... them was the days when the old folks hauled us city kids down to the bayou country during the hottest part of the summer to catch a little down home hell, fire, and brimstone every-night-go-to-meeting homecoming socials. Of course, this was before there was an Interstate 10 and every road was a two lane, bridge hopping, nightmare. I too remember sleeping up behind the back seat by the rear window. There were actually stars in those days!
I drift.
Still, it's always good to hear from you Red Templar. Go 'Cats!
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widows son
Premium Member
Def leopard
The dire straits
Rick astley
Cool runnings
The Cosby show
Viva puffs
Who wants to be a millionaire?
Rip Torn
Will smith's big willie style
SCTV
The dire straits
Rick astley
Cool runnings
The Cosby show
Viva puffs
Who wants to be a millionaire?
Rip Torn
Will smith's big willie style
SCTV
ThanatosTA
Premium Member
Linclon Logs
Lite Brite
Shag Carpet
The BeeGees
Those blow up boxing gloves
Watching Star Wars in the movie theater (The only way to watch movies at the time)
The Bananna Splits
REAL Saturday Morning cartoons
The original "Dark Shadows" series
Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots
BTW, this is a great post bupton52, thanks!
Lite Brite
Shag Carpet
The BeeGees
Those blow up boxing gloves
Watching Star Wars in the movie theater (The only way to watch movies at the time)
The Bananna Splits
REAL Saturday Morning cartoons
The original "Dark Shadows" series
Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots
BTW, this is a great post bupton52, thanks!
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widows son
Premium Member
Gas station attendants
The princess bride
MAD TV
MAD magazine
Jack LaLanne
Mad about you
Animaniacs
The princess bride
MAD TV
MAD magazine
Jack LaLanne
Mad about you
Animaniacs
widows son
Premium Member
Lol. It's funny cuz I had a tv that fits your description. I think everyone does or did. Anyway...
When Conan O'Brien wrote the Simpsons.
When I used to be able to buy smokes for my dad.
The never ending story.
In the heat of the night.
"Super-fly" Jimmy Snuka
El Camino's
Old UFC
Mr. Bean
True Romance.
The Mighty Morphing Power Rangers
DC and Marvel comic books from the 80's to the end of the 90's
When the Toronto Maple Leafs made the playoffs.
When the Bills won the Super Bowl
"By Mennon"
When Conan O'Brien wrote the Simpsons.
When I used to be able to buy smokes for my dad.
The never ending story.
In the heat of the night.
"Super-fly" Jimmy Snuka
El Camino's
Old UFC
Mr. Bean
True Romance.
The Mighty Morphing Power Rangers
DC and Marvel comic books from the 80's to the end of the 90's
When the Toronto Maple Leafs made the playoffs.
When the Bills won the Super Bowl
"By Mennon"
And tin foil "flags" on the "rabbit ears"!
