Gotta Be Over 35 to Understand

BrentB

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>d Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and
>spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach,
>but we didn't get food poisoning.
> My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat a bite
>raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper, in a
>brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember anybody
>getting e.coli.
> Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a
>pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
>The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a
>pager was the school PA system.
>
>We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of
>hightop Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic
>shoes with air cushion soles and built-in light reflectors. I can't recall
>any injuries but they must have happened, because they tell us how much
>safer we are now....
>Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be
>much harder than gym.
>Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the National Anthem, and
>staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
>We must have had horribly damaged psyches.
>What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours
>wore a hat and everything, and she could even give you an aspirin for a
>headache or fever.
>I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed
>to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without
>computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
>
>
>Oh yeah..and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that
>bee sting? I could have been killed!
>We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant
>construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent
>bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like
>iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked! Now it's a trip to the
>emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics,
>and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a
>horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
>
>We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did, we got
>our butt spanked there, and then we got butt spanked again when we got
>home. I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his
>tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom
>know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and
>swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
>To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they
>were from a "dysfunctional family". How could we possibly have known that
>we needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were
>obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice
>that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?
 
Out of respect for those in our midst who may have participated in this plague we now call the real world, I will simply ask what educational group or political party would promote this crap? Some of us can still discern!
Mike on Huda Thunkit
 
Happy St Paddy's day.


Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.

Looking up to heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey."

Miraculously, a parking place appeared.

Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
 
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