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Edited on Wed Dec-12-07 02:12 AM by ashling
we had to actually get up and go over to the TV to change the channels ... and it was in black & white ... with lots of snow and it crackled ... and for fun you got up early to stare at the Indian for half an hour or so .
Those were the days.! (sigh)
And there was all that nature right on the other side of the door ... we used to go down into the woods along the creek and climb through the poison ivy and get our arms and legs torn to shreds by the thorns ... and we would watch the rivulets of blood as it got all over us.... (sigh)
Those were the days.
and we would ride our bikes about 5 miles down to K-mart and look at the fishing gear and other stuff that we couldn't afford ... and then go over to the Rexall drug store and get cokes and cherry cokes drawn by the soda jerk - who was really a jerk - and then get kicked out because we didn't have enough money, and then ride our bikes back home the long way in the 110 degree heat and come in al hot and sweaty and open the fridgedaire refrigerator toe get ice out of the metal trays where you had to pul the handle to break up the ice, because they didn't make no slacker ice in the refrigerator door fridges, and then mom would get mad at us for makin a mess and leaving the refridgerator door open - because that meant that she would have to defrost it, because they didn't make noneof those slacker frost free refidgerators ... and then she would make us go out and get a switch - and if it didn't have enough little bumps on it we would have to go out and get another, and she would switch at us, but we would jump and she'd miss, which just made her madder and finaly she'd make us go to our rooms until our father got home and we'd be all scared the rest of the day.
Ahh, yes, those were definitely the days.
Oh, and then there was the new house they were building across the street where we went and played when the workmen weren't there, and there were al those nails stickinot of boards that we were sometimes able to see so that the didn't get stuck in our feet, but most of the time we ended up having to get a tetanus shot after we finally got home after dark all covered in bits of tar from the big barrel of tar where that they workers out and we would have to sit in the bathtub while mom scrubbed us with turpentine till our skin was raw ...
Those were the days.
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