smurfblue40
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Me around 1969 ☝🏻
(but my hair was longer)
(but my hair was longer)
If it was summer and I was out of school, that would have been right on track.Me around 1969 ☝🏻
(but my hair was longer)
A brother from another mother , I have a feeling we would enjoy a cold one and bs about the olden days. cheers .If it was summer and I was out of school, that would have been right on track.
Fresh shave for the summer and out of the house at dawn, and better be home by the streetlights for dinner.
And somehow the neighborhood network would get the word out that your mom wants you.
I can’t ever remember eating lunch back then. I’m sure wherever we were playing someone’s mom made PB&Js for us though. That neighborhood network was scary 😟out of the house at dawn, and better be home by the streetlights for dinner.
And somehow the neighborhood network would get the word out that your mom wants you.
My uncle would whistle (with his mouth, not a coaches whistle), and that meant stop what you are doing immediately and come find me. It was a really distinct high pitch to low pitch whistle.And somehow the neighborhood network would get the word out that your mom wants you.
Never really thought about it, but ya for sure we ate somewhere.I can’t ever remember eating lunch back then. I’m sure wherever we were playing someone’s mom made PB&Js for us though. That neighborhood network was scary 😟
I have the curled tongue no finger whistle, the wife and kid will stop in their tracks and start looking for me as soon as it goes off.My uncle would whistle (with his mouth, not a coaches whistle), and that meant stop what you are doing immediately and come find me. It was a really distinct high pitch to low pitch whistle.
One year at the county fair we were at least 3/4 of a mile from him playing at the carnival with all the noise and we could still hear it.
heh my mom had us trained to stop and look or come over when we heard her snapping her fingers, like a dog or something lolMy uncle would whistle (with his mouth, not a coaches whistle), and that meant stop what you are doing immediately and come find me. It was a really distinct high pitch to low pitch whistle
One year at the county fair we were at least 3/4 of a mile from him playing at the carnival with all the noise and we could still hear it.
Where in the actual fuck did they find my picture
No that generation was split. Americans on one side and bitches on the otherYeah but the generation that didn't get offended are the ones that created the generation that is.
Yikes! 😳Hope the GIF works
Charge ring fire!Hope the GIF works