Growing up in the 60s and 70s

Big_Lou said:

I enjoy 'replicating' the 70s Christmases that I enjoyed so much. My wife was born in 84, so she gets a kick out of it all and really gets into it.
(When I bought this place last year I noticed right away that the main bedroom closet/creepy spare room had original 50s wood paneling, no WAY I was removing it.)

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I remember me and my buddy cutting into stretch Armstrong and tasting his blood it was sweet like syrup. It was probably made from toxic antifreeze, lol.

Damn I missed the sixties . That would have been amazing!!!The music and art scene . Some of the best ever. All the free love .....

srh88 said:

Whenever something breaks on a car I watch YouTube how to's and read through forums. Amazing how well that works

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Then fours hours later you are like why the fook am I watching this. Damn recommended videos on the side.

dandyrandy said:

We butchered our own meat, made lard, raised an acre of garden and pooped in an out house. Carried water for baths. Had a cistern. And It still sucks.

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We still do.

whitebb2727 said:

Not just the 60's and 70's. I'm just shy of 40 and remember all that.

Playing in the back window going down the road.

Had an antenna and had 6 channels. The went off at night. Tv just went out and American flag played with music.

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hah, I had a old metal necklace, with big ass loops in it, and when we jiggled it?
the tv channels changed on my neighbors tv
this was back in the day where bothering your neighbors was encouraged
knockin on their door and then runnin off
like a lil bastard

whitebb2727 said:

Then fours hours later you are like why the fook am I watching this. Damn recommended videos on the side.

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lol happens every time

Man the sixties was tuff. I lived on a farm and my dad worked my butt off.

We couldn't afford a 4 wheeler. I took the deck off a riding mower and made some rear wheels fit the front. Re geared it. Put mud chains on the back. I could sling rooster tails 20 foot in the air.

Dad would get mad about it being in the drive way. He got mad and slung his truck in reverse and slammed in the riding mower. Shoved it halfway across the yard and into a tree.

He asked "How you like that?" I started it up and rode off.

Dr.Amber Trichome said:

Damn I missed the sixties . That would have been amazing!!!The music and art scene . Some of the best ever. All the free love .....

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Every era can be a free love era for attractive women. The love is as free as you guys choose to make it We're down...

But my buddy and I threw some apples off a tree on a roof of a barn some guys we new were trying to play rock. They came out to chase us, and off we go. On the other edge of this town we were hauling ass and I ran into a clothesline. On my neck. My ass hit the ground and my buddy grabbed my shoulder and off we go running again. Got down to the local frosty freeze and looked in the mirror on the cigarette machine and it looked like somebody tried to slit my throat.

I remember trying for hours to tune in Spectravision (I think that's what it was called) porn on my little black and white tv. They were one of the first pay channels before cable was really popular. Sometimes you could tune the horizontal and vertical squiggly lines in well enough to see some titties and rub on out. Good times...

BarnBuster said:

how about this before you graduated to Heathkit?

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Lafayette, Olsen electronics.

We used to take pocket knives to school and play mumblipeg. We had 2 grades in one room. 1st and 2nd etc. One teacher per room. 12 students total per room. Small school.

greasemonkeymann said:

hah, I had a old metal necklace, with big ass loops in it, and when we jiggled it? the tv channels changed on my neighbors tv this was back in the day where bothering your neighbors was encouraged knockin on their door and then runnin off like a lil bastard

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That was a favorite game of poor inner-city youth. We called it 'Ding-dong-ditch'...

whitebb2727 said:

We couldn't afford a 4 wheeler. I took the deck off a riding mower and made some rear wheels fit the front. Re geared it. Put mud chains on the back. I could sling rooster tails 20 foot in the air.

Dad would get mad about it being in the drive way. He got mad and slung his truck in reverse and slammed in the riding mower. Shoved it halfway across the yard and into a tree.

He asked "How you like that?" I started it up and rode off.

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ohhhh yeaaaa
good times right there man

tyler.durden said:

That was a favorite game of poor inner-city youth. We called it 'Ding-dong-ditch'...

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heh..
uh... em... I grew up around racists that called it something entirely different....
not even remotely politically correct..

Kiss was my life in 78, 79. Me and my bros would dress up and get crazy, while their sisters worried about feathering their hair and putting up posters of Peter Frampton from 17 magazine and the like.
I had a big Kiss Army ring a bit like this

that I would wear. I would put my tennis shoes on run my feet back and forth on the shag carpet and shock people, claiming it was a magic ring.
I even smoked pot when I was 8, older brothers were very convincing.

tyler.durden said:

I remember trying for hours to tune in Spectravision (I think that's what it was called) porn on my little black and white tv. They were one of the first pay channels before cable was really popular. Sometimes you could tune the horizontal and vertical squiggly lines in well enough to see some titties and rub on out. Good times...

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and the early cable boxes that you could jimmy with a paper clip and get the signal

MentalPatient said:

Remember when chemistry sets were actually cool and contained chemicals?

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Remember that mainliner had, like, 20 socks going at once? That sucked...

Always thot ding dong ditch was a universal pastime, among all neighborhoods. Breakin windows and street lamps more of a regional thing. Kick the Can, more of a rural game.