I remember my one speed bike with a deck of cards & some clothes pins I had an engine sound until my spokes got loose & my rim looked funny. We had 2 channels on the TV & finely got 3! This was over a 30% improvement. Now it can be 157 channels & nothing is on.
We had one of the first color TVs in our neighborhood. One TV we had had a round picture tube. Plasma sure looks better now. I remember my father replacing the tubes. We had a whole bucket of them. Hey tube amps are still cool!
I loved how we used our imaginations to entertain ourselves. I miss the simplicity of those days & no one seemed to be Bipolar. I spent enough days in detention. The principles wood paddle sure hurt like hell. I was told I would never amount to much & maybe they were right but I sure have fun playing with the Chicas. I wonder if they ever had as much fun as this.
I remember when I was such a poor college student living off of 89 cent TV dinners. Being poor was not much fun but we still found a way to laughed at our situation. I really had fun no mater what. Remember all the cars without AC.
I remember my jeans; the knees never lasted long before a big whole was there. Then they came out with those iron on patches that my mom was fond of. I remember being a hyper K*D but was told by the teachers & my parents to control it or else. Amazing but I could control it if I wanted too. Now they give the K*ds dextroamphetamine so that everybody’s job is easier yet they don’t want their K*ds to grow up to be Meth addicts????????
I remember back then it was our fault we got in trouble & we had to accept responsibility but now you can blame it on someone or something else & everyone listens to this Bullshit

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Phuck the Prozac I will go where I can be myself & be happy. How many Ticos do you think take antidepressants or mood elevators! How many of their Ch*ldren are given drugs to “correct†their behavior???