Humor for those raised in the 1970s

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INGSOC
PREMO Member
I had enough toy guys to outfit a squad of Rangers for D-Day ....





I was 13 or 14 .... visiting my cousin in rural PA
we decided to go shooting - the .30-30 was in his bed room, and the box of cartridges was in the kitchen cabinet .....
out the door we went - gun in hand and 1/2 doz coke bottles in the other, out in the woods a mile or so away

you could walk right up to an 'OIL Well' 100 yr old pump, the ground was black for 20 feet around the hole ....
hell the state sprayed OIL on the roads to keep the dust down
 

DoWhat

Deplorable
PREMO Member
hell the state sprayed OIL on the roads to keep the dust down

Growing up and changing the oil in the cars.
Dad said, it came from the ground put it back.

We had a hole in the woods that we would dump it back, into the ground.
 

itsbob

I bowl overhand
Every scar, I can remember how I got it.. I can remember the day leading up to it, what happened after it.. the non-scar days? Can't remember much of any of those. What are our kids going to remember?

Their 12 graduation celebrations leading up to their High School graduation? What they had to do to earn their 50 participation trophies? IF they have a scar they'll probably be ashamed because they aren't perfect like all their friends and will spend thousands on therapists to overcome it.
 
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Kyle

Beloved Misanthrope
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Bonehead

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I just caught the beginning of that era - my HighSchool years were '69-'72. Once we hit 18, way back in the day, we were considered "raised". But it was far more dangerous in the late 50's and 60's - we drank out of the garden hose, only came home to eat, ate dirt, had no problem sharing soft drinks with buddies, built and rode in home made go carts, went swimming without supervision in the local creeks, etc.

How the vast, vast majority of us survived and managed to produce the last two current generations that are afraid of their own shadows......
You forgot shooting each other with bb guns, camping in the back yard smoking K ration cigarettes.....good times.
 

TPD

the poor dad
My brother still has 4 BBs in his hand because when we were down on the farm as kids shooting at each other, he decided one BB wasn’t enough to hurt me. So he put the Daisy between his legs to put more BBs down the barrel. As he was putting the BBs in, the gun fell down. He put his hand on the end of the barrel to pull the rifle back up. The trigger being between his legs released as he pulled it up and put the 4 BBs in his hand. The doc at the ER said there were too many tendons in his hand to take them out - could do more damage than leaving the BBs in there.

Another time during a BB gun fight, I shot my cousin millimeters below his eye. Just a small bruise, but man did my grandma really let us have it! This was before the movie “You’ll shoot your eye out!”.

Fun times!
 

Grumpy

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Another time during a BB gun fight, I shot my cousin millimeters below his eye. Just a small bruise, but man did my grandma really let us have it! This was before the movie “You’ll shoot your eye out!”.
Friend was shot dead between the eyes, raised a big blood blister. After that, we swiped safety glasses and goggles from shop class for our BB gun wars.
 
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DoWhat

Deplorable
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My friend got shot in the forehead and was able to cover it up with his hair so his parents wouldn't see it.
After a couple days it formed into a looking zit. He was in the bathroom and popped it. The bee bee shot out, hit the mirror and did a swirl down the sink drain.
 
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