Looking at a Victoria’s Secret ad, and thinking, “In about 10 or 20 years, she’s going to be really hot.”
Saw this the other day and thought the same thing.
Last night I was scanning some photos and came across a pic that my mother took of a place we had lived in long before. It’s the first place that I remember. So I went to Google Maps … erp, no street view for that place. Then Bing maps. Oh, they have street view. Didn’t have an address but it’s a small town and I knew what area it was in. Couldn’t find it. Then I started looking for the retaining wall out front. Yep, that’s still there. But a newer house now. So that’s officially just a memory now.
Checked Zillow for what they had on it. Wrong, as usual. The description clearly fits the new house but they say it was built in 1900.
When I was about four we had our milk delivered by Carnation but there wasn’t an insulated box. The milkman would put a metal carrier with room for four quart bottles on the porch and take away the one with the empties. You just had to bring in the milk before it got too warm.
There was a pack of stiff cardboard cards about 5x1 inch held by a rivet on one end and they were color coded with a giant letter also in color for various products, white with a blue ‘S’ for a pint of sour cream, for example. The idea was if you wanted something in addition to your usual order, you’d stick the pack in an empty bottle with the appropriate one sticking up so they guy could see it from his truck and carry everything in one trip.
I couldn’t read yet but discovered, perhaps by experimentation, that the tan card with a brown ‘C’ would yield a quart of chocolate milk being left. At the end of the month the bill arrived including about three quarts of the chocolate milk that had been left. Mom complained to the milkman. “I thought they were samples.”
“But you ordered them.”
“No, I didn’t.”
Both of them turned to look at The Kid. I don’t remember being punished, specifically, but I was told quite emphatically not to do that again.
You were a clever little bugger, weren’t you?
You get the joke when a poster refers to manhattan as “the fucking hall monitor.”
Last week at work I was surfing the internet for vacation ideas, checking out what shows and events will be in Vegas in the coming months. I remarked out loud, “Oh, Donny & Marie are playing Vegas!”
My 23-year-old co-worker asked, “Who are Donny and Marie?”
OK, no big deal in and of itself; the Osmonds aren’t in the public eye as much as they once were. So I found a clip on YouTube from their old TV show - an elaborate song-and-dance number, with backup dancers and the whole bit. My co-worker marveled at the clothes, the hairstyles, the music, and even the dancing (“Those moves! People actually danced like that back then?”).
When it was over, he shook his head and said, “I feel sorry for your generation.” :mad:
I have a new one - you know those listicles that say “This is the ______ on the year you were born”?
I just looked at one of those and the list started 3 years after I was born.
C’mon, I want to know what the worst dress worn at the Oscars the year I was born looked like!
There are presidential candidates younger than me. 
I didn’t see the movie in re-release, but I did see it back in 1969.
I still have the companion paperback book.
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Same here, but I was way too young to be aware of AK and HI joining the union, when it happened.
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I never did hear the one about a refrigerator. How did the punchline go?
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“Is your refrigerator running? Well then you’d better go catch it before it gets away”.(slams phone receiver down on the hook and laughs out loud at the wildly funny and original joke).
Guess I shouldn’t mention, then, the time I climbed onto the counter, rummaged around the back of an upper shelf, and came across a bar of baking chocolate. Again, I couldn’t read but I knew what a brown wrapper with silver letters contained. Didn’t taste like what I was expecting at all.
Yesterday, I went to a reunion of the Quarter Century Club- guys who worked in my profession for 25 years. It is more commonly known as a booze up. Few less faces, less hair and talk about those of us who have popped their clogs. The guys there included Vietnam veterans, folks from the old Narcotics Bureau to clerks. Convivial meeting. However some years agot we would have been going at 10 pm. Yesterday we were all gone before 3 pm.
So I guess you never ate a package of Ex-Lax thinking it was chocolate candy? 
Ouch!
Was p.o.'d today when the bus I was taking stopped so often to pick up and let off passengers that the bus due after us passed us; and people were STILL crowding onto my bus, as I thought, “like it’s the last helicopter out of Saigon”. Only to realize how few people would get that now.
I’m reminded every time someone offers me a senior discount without asking for my ID. :mad:
I said that around the turn of the millennium, and there were people then who didn’t get it. Although some did.
When you start a thread that has 862,159 views, 3319 responses, and has lasted for over 10 years, you are ancient!
Isn’t it obvious?
Nope. Doesn’t look like a Hershey bar or I mighta.