That’s why I’m out on the trampoline with them! My 2 year old was imitating me doing crunches last night - it was hilarious.
It’s not just laziness (althought that’s a problem) - there are too many wierdos out there to let your kids run the neighborhood like we used to. My kids are outside everyday (weather permitting), but I’m out there with them. And if I spent all day outside, who would cook Jeff’s dinner. And then there’s that whole working thing.
you had one page ripped out with some 1-900 numbers on it
Now I know what’s wrong with me…Fuckin paint chips…
cleaned out hte basement a year ago and found my metal tonkas still in mint shape. wonder if they are worth anything? but all that written is true. im with whitey, i would play all day and not eat till nite. rode my bike everywhere
ohhhhhhhh so thats why I was fat, I never went out and did anything :blanyer:
yea you were a fat fucker, throwing dips in at the age of 12, wieghing in at 250
There are no weirdos where you live sister. :stick:
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:nono: yea and? :finger2:
werd. 3 door garage + bigscreen > me…
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i’d like to amend that a little bit:
i’m only 22, but the kids my age all did the same shit as the old timers. We built clubhouses in the woods with rusty nine penny nails and “recycled” lumber, drank from the hose, had a 30+ foot tarzan swing, built BMX bikes from spare parts and tried jumping anything possible (and some things impossible), shared Pepsis (in, horror of horrors, GLASS bottles)… we even put M-80s with homemade timers in those glass bottles and blew shit apart…
…sure, we had Nintendo, Atari, Sega Master System, Tandy PCs, and Commodore 64… but that was for when we were sick, horribly maimed from playing outside, or waiting for dinner/lunch…
I have a nice assortment of scars from growing up… split my head open, got road rash a million times…but i had a hell of a lot more fun than my little brothers (age 9 & 10) ever had.
There are weirdos everywhere - what about the guy I see sometimes in a black TA going up the road?!
I can’t imagine having to wear a bicycle helmet all the time. I spent 8 hours a day on my bike. Then again if your kid cracked their head open you’d wish they had one on.
i cracked my head open when i was 8… hurt like fuck, but my mom cleaned it up, put neosporin on it, and i put an old red sox hat on so i wouldn’t bleed everywhere when i went back out to play ten minutes later.
i got a wicked scar, but scars>wearing a helmet.
I fell 4 ft backwards and fractured my skull when I was 4. :doh: That’s what’s wrong with me.
forget water out the hose, i remember drinking it straight out of the creek when we were in the woods playing! we use to build forts and just sit and play all day and never bothered anyone it was the best
30 + =men 30 - = puusy’s
i think you meant “30+ = old men, 30- still get pussy”… :finger:
I don’t even think 8.1 knew what the hell he meant to say with his post.
you’re right… there aren’t any exclaimation points…
