I was born in 1953. It was a wonderful time to grow up. School was fun and summers were 3 months of sun and playing with your friends. Maybe sneaking a peak at one of your Dad's Playboy mags.
BOOBIES FTMFW
BOOBIES FTMFW
I miss those '50s-'60s days!
Groovy times!
OK SVTPr's: Who all used their Mom's wooden clothes pins to attach playing cards on their bikes so they would rub against the spokes?
VVVVRRRRRRRRROOOOOMMMMMMM... HA!
THIS!
NOT THIS!
As many clothes pins and cards as possible.
Also got an idea, from watching funny cars, to rig a parachute. I had to sit on it in my banana seat, peddle as fast as I could like that then throw it out the back. Then had to keep peddling to keep it inflated.
Summers lasted forever, but were over too soon.
Born in 83.
I remember getting my Nintendo for Christmas and it sitting idle most of the time cause I was outside. We only played them when we had to come in for curfew or it was too cold out. We'd warm up and be back outside. Playing manhunt,football,basketball, king of the hill, riding our bikes all over gods creation was more fun to us.
I also remember the words "You're grounded" feeling like a life sentence.
I miss those days