Hey old farts..how many over 50 yrs?

we used to ride our bicycles in "Concrete Rivers" down in sourthern california,, as you rode along you came across huge storm pipes that emptied into the big concrete river basin, some of these pipes were like 20 foot and these pipes had huge metal grates in front of them ,, one day after peddling a good hour or so north we came across one of these huge pipes and its metal gate was propped up by a large piece of lumber,, my crazy friends go around the grate and ride inside the pipe,, but you could only go in about 50 feet or so and it got to dark and the pipe turned a corner,, we go home, crazy friends formlate a plan, we go to the bike shop and get those headlights you could mount on your handle bars that have the little generator you put against your tire,, so as you rode the light shone bright,, we all mounted these on our bicycles and into the storm drain pipe we went,, we rode for miles under the city,, we would come across man hole covers, and then those larger storm water things near intersections and we would climb up and peer out of the 6 inch slot to see where we were, hahaha,,
if my parents only knew they would have skinned us alive,,
I miss those big adventures

Sounds like crazy fun.

When I lived in Alice Springs. I had some adventurous mates. We'd go climb into the storm drains during the dry season and silly string cars from various drain openings.

Oh and my skinny mate copped a nice ripe egg fart. Due to us crawling single file. Poor fucker was wretching hard. He couldn't wait to get the hell out of the tunnel and into the cross sections under the roads.

He was like- Fuck you! I'm not going behind that fakkin ass again.

BarnBuster said:

ikr? as long as you were home before the street lights came on

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...or were able to hear when you were called to Dinner.

Tim Fox said:

man I remember growing up,, and almost everyones mom was a stay at home mom,, most dads had weekends off with thier kids,, we went boating and fishing,, moms had tupperware parties,, church on sunday , grandpa cooked steaks on the weekends,, home made ice cream, everyone i knew had a retirement plan, everyone had health insurance,,
the majority of men were union if they were in the trades,, there were apperenticeship programs,, remember those,, we used to train our younger people how to do techincal things,, and paid them a lower wage while they learned,,
Gosh I miss those days

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yeah I miss them too I'm a retired concrete truck driver also a teamster union member we weren't rich but we got our issue of whatever was to be had though what disturbs me is the decline of hands on things my 25 year old son in law can't change a tire without a smart phone &I I notice a bicycle isn't a kids choice for a freedom machine these days mini bikes go carts & the like seem to have gone the way of the dodo bird now there is no interest in the things of my generation

ttystikk said:

What sucks about Ludes is that you can't find them anymore.

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we used to call them fender benders

So true H. When I got my license to drive, I would drive for no reason.
My two friends and I would drive to school together...three different cars,
mind you. lol I have to tell my son to drive himself places. Ah well, he
will come along....we just seem to take longer these days.

horribleherk said:

we used to call them fender benders

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Disco biscuits. Wallbangers. T'was easier to quit ciggies than ludes. Golly gee, I used to think I was God's gift to women when on them.

Javadog said:

So true H. When I got my license to drive, I would drive for no reason.
My two friends and I would drive to school together...three different cars,
mind you. lol I have to tell my son to drive himself places. Ah well, he
will come along....we just seem to take longer these days.

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I was born in 1956 & was a teen at the end of Vietnam , had a draft card dad was ww-2 vet I remember old timers looking at me &shaking their heads ( long hair) at me &what I seemed to represent muscle cars were a dime a dozen & we thrashed them like there was no tomorrow I now understand what the old timers felt & try to keep an open mind when I mingle with some of the teens , it's hard & then you meet the one little heathen that raises hell , has discipline problems in school , an occasional fight rides a scateboard where he /she shouldn't wears clothes I find disgusting yeah there is hope for the world yet

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...or were able to hear when you were called to Dinner.

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I inherited my fathers whistle which I can do as loud as f*ck, that's how he called us home. I swear we could hear it for 6-8 blocks. I used it on our kids when they were growing up with the same effectiveness - you better be running home as soon as you hear it!!

Remember these? You'd come to a screeching halt hitting even the smallest pebble with wicked sidewalk rash as a result.


How about this - Dad wasn't too fond of my (long) hair & the pukka choker. Lol

Just turned 57 last month.

The Schwinn Apple Krate was something I coveted when I was a kid.

I still have all my old Hot Wheels redlines.

Johnny Quest was my favorite cartoon.

If I hadn't thrown all those landrace seeds into the ditch, I'd be a very wealthy man today!

tstick said:

Just turned 57 last month.

The Schwinn Apple Krate was something I coveted when I was a kid.

I still have all my old Hot Wheels redlines.

Johnny Quest was my favorite cartoon.

If I hadn't thrown all those landrace seeds into the ditch, I'd be a very wealthy man today!

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yeah the lemon peeler was cool too & huffy not to be outdone made the rail with a slick on the back & a front wheel skinny like a 10 speeds & they were just a tad longer than a standard stingray

There was a brief window in the very early 70s when puka shells alone could get you laid.

LOL,,,that T-Shirt is still around:

Javadog said:

There was a brief window in the very early 70s when puka shells alone could get you laid.

LOL,,,that T-Shirt is still around:

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SEND ME ONE!

Sean Williams - Motley Fool - Jan 9, 2017 at 7:04AM

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In each of the past 12 years, the full retirement age has held steady at 66 years. Anyone born between 1943 and 1954 could retire at age 66 and collect 100% of the benefits they were due based on their earnings history. They also had the option of claiming as early as age 62 and receiving 75% of what their full retirement age benefit would be, or waiting all the way until age 70 (the point at which benefits stop accruing) and netting a 32% raise on top of their full retirement age benefit.

Beginning in 2017, brand-new retirees who can enroll for Social Security benefits, but were born in 1955, won't reach their full retirement age until age 66 years and 2 months. Starting this year and in each successive year thereafter through 2022, the full retirement age will increase by two months to account for lengthening life expectancies, as outlined by the Social Security Amendments of 1983. This will culminate in a full retirement age of 67 years for those born in 1960 or after.

Increasing the retirement age is designed to encourage healthier older Americans to work longer, as well as save more of their hard-earned money. Working longer has a doubly positive effect in that it generates more payroll tax revenue for the program and reduces the length of time seniors are drawing payments from the Trust

Slave on a few years more

no different to any other government, anywhere in the world , just keep workin , & well keep rippin the tax outta ya, & givin U sweet F/A.........not even your superanuation is safe...........in 1994 , John Howard , a 1 time priminister of Australia said, put it under your pillow , or youll loose it, to taxes, how right he was

Poon

I feel like doing the same with my earnings. Except replace the pillow with a decent lock box.

Nugachino said:

Sounds like crazy fun.

When I lived in Alice Springs. I had some adventurous mates. We'd go climb into the storm drains during the dry season and silly string cars from various drain openings.

Oh and my skinny mate copped a nice ripe egg fart. Due to us crawling single file. Poor fucker was wretching hard. He couldn't wait to get the hell out of the tunnel and into the cross sections under the roads.

He was like- Fuck you! I'm not going behind that fakkin ass again.

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I understand there's lots of tunnels around Alice, from the opal miners-is that right?

Poontanger said:

no different to any other government, anywhere in the world , just keep workin , & well keep rippin the tax outta ya, & givin U sweet F/A.........not even your superanuation is safe...........in 1994 , John Howard , a 1 time priminister of Australia said, put it under your pillow , or youll loose it, to taxes, how right he was

Poon

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'Tax deferred investments'