What makes you say Oh Yeah?.....

K_Jo

Pea Brain
PREMO Member
Ehesef said:
They don't call them candy cigarettes anymore, it's something like candy sticks or something ghey.
Yeah, I saw those in Michael's today. I was wondering if they're the same thing. :ghey:
 

RoseRed

American Beauty
PREMO Member
I remember going to Mississippi when I was 7 to visit my grandparents and my Grandmother tried to explain the burnt cross on the beach to me when I asked what it was. :ohwell:
 

jwwb2000

pretty black roses
BuddyLee said:
Every once in a while I can find the regular candy cigarettes but I can never find the smokey ones.:ohwell:

The regular candy ones I used to burn the end of to make it look realistic as well as tasting kinda like a burned marshmallow.....
 

BuddyLee

Football addict
RoseRed said:
I remember going to Mississippi when I was 7 to visit my grandparents and my Grandmother tried to explain the burnt cross on the beach to me when I asked what it was. :ohwell:
:lol: Oh my. I'll have to hear this story.
 

Ehesef

Yo Gabba Gabba
K_Jo said:
Yeah, I saw those in Michael's today. I was wondering if they're the same thing. :ghey:
Pisses me off. Everyone over the age of 15 knows that they're candy cigarettes and I'll feed the little nicotine impersonators to my kids. And I'm not going to call them candy sticks.
 

K_Jo

Pea Brain
PREMO Member
RoseRed said:
I remember going to Mississippi when I was 7 to visit my grandparents and my Grandmother tried to explain the burnt cross on the beach to me when I asked what it was. :ohwell:
:lmao: We used to call my grandma (not the gob grandma) "GranWizard." :yikes:
 
BuddyLee said:
I remember one Easter in particular ....
Oh now you've done it... you've brought back the memories of when the Easter Bunny brought me a hollow chocolate Scottie dog instead of the traditional rabbit. I LOVED that Scottie dog... I played with that scottie dog... I would then put him back in his pre-formed plastic cover for protection and place him back in the fridge... this went on for months... then one day I noticed someone had bitten the tail off of my beloved scottie... I never forgave my father for that...:bawl: The magic was gone... I ended up dipping the rest of the dog in peanut butter...:ohwell:

For years I would end up with scottie things showing up in my room... a scottie lightswitch cover, a stuffed animal, a shirt with a scottie on it. Years later I found out from my mother that Dad ended up feeling guilty and he was the one leaving those things in my room. :lol:
 

Agee

Well-Known Member
jazz lady said:
Just make sure you turn the mixer OFF first. :yikes: I watched a dingleberry on TV last night try to do that with the blades rotating. :lol:
Please tell me you're joking. :dork:
 

meangirl

Nice lady!
BuddyLee said:
Every once in a while I can find the regular candy cigarettes but I can never find the smokey ones.:ohwell:

Our ice cream man has the smokey ones here... I always see the neighborhood kids out there pretending to smoke. :lol:
 

Tigerlily

Luvin Life !!!
This seems appropriate considering the topic.

To all the kids who survived the 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's.

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmuts, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day long, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day and we were OK.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes, After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers,no Internet or internet chat rooms,WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and although we were told it would happen, we did not put very many eyes, nor didi the worms live in us forever.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with the disappointment. Imagine that!!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation had produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them!

CONGRATULATIONS!!!
 

jazz lady

~*~ Rara Avis ~*~
PREMO Member
Airgasm said:
Please tell me you're joking. :dork:
No, I'm not. It was on one of the funniest video shows that I vegged with yesterday. I was :yikes: that somebody could be so stupid. :lmao:
 

jazz lady

~*~ Rara Avis ~*~
PREMO Member
BuddyLee said:
I love skee-ball.:bawl:
I finally saw REAL skee-ball at one of the arcades up in the Inner Harbor a couple of years ago. I had a blast playing it with my friend and her son. It brought back a LOT of memories. :smile:

You can play skee-ball with anytime, grasshopper. :huggy:
 
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