When you take your garbage carts out to the curb and you have to think…………do I have pants on?
Or………you remember something, is it really a memory or just something you saw on TV a long, long time ago.

I watched Jack Lalanne on a black and white TV.

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Originally posted by heydrich:
When you take your garbage carts out to the curb and you have to think…………do I have pants on?
Or………you remember something, is it really a memory or just something you saw on TV a long, long time ago.

Hahaha. I have this dream of me going outside to move my sprinklers around and I am in my whitty tiddy underwear.

Guess I will know that i cannot be trusted on my own when it really happens. Lol

I went through airport security today, and the nice young lady TSA agent asked me if I had any internal metal in my body.

I don’t, but apparently I look old enough to have some.

My girlfriend sitting next to me on bench seat with no seat belts in a Dodge Power Wagon cruising a main drag on a Saturday night.

Being at an outdoor rock concert with the Doors, Buffalo Springfield, or the Byrds standing just feet away from me.

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
I watched Jack Lalanne on a black and white TV.

A few years ago, my wife and I were on Maui.....in a hotel. We were out on the balcony, and Jack was in the next room. He came out on his balcony and thrust out his hand for a handshake...."Hi! I'm Jack Lalanne!!

Unfortunately, he was dying, and we heard him coughing all night.

I got a gem from my cousin today:

My band's MySpace site only exists on the wayback machine

We used Mercurochrome on cuts

Body shaming was not only acceptable, it made the Hit Parade. Remember the Too Fat Polka?

Just went on vacation… had to carry a separate drug bag for the first time…

Many of my favorite rock stars are getting hip replacements

Calling the tidy bowl commercial line

I remember when you had to remove the door when throwing away a busted fridge.

And the trash pickup guys would just haul it away on trash day, no "special pickup" call needed.

My parents called scouring powder “Bab-O”.

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Originally posted by arfmel:
My parents called scouring powder “Bab-O”.

We had this bar of stuff called "Griswold's Salve" It was oleate of lead in a hard resin. You lit a match, melted the surface of it, wiped the hot salve on a bandage, and put it (still fucking hot) on an infected wound, or buried splinter. It would kill the bacteria in the wound and pull off the dead tissue when you removed the bandage. If you had a splinter, it would draw the splinter, and when you removed it, the splinter would be standing up in the salve.

I touched a spiderweb broken window once as a kid, and drove a number of clear glass splinters into the tip of my index finger. Painful as hell, and invisible. My dad put a bandaid with Griswold's on it, and the next day, we pulled a group of splinters that looked like a flower out of the tip of my finger. All glass removed, no infection.

Loved the stuff. No longer available because "lead is bad".

I still have about a 3/4 inch stub of the stuff.

They would play the national anthem and the tv would go into a test pattern. Black and White. After the late news.

I saw people buying cigarettes from vending machines

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Originally posted by darthfuster:
I saw people buying cigarettes from vending machines

For 25¢

Was it mentioned here already?

Seat heaters. Not *only* good for cold days.