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My mom said when her and my uncles were kids, they would eat the raw ground beef set aside for meat balls as a treat. Just a little bit. Focking disgusting :puke:

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My dad used to finger bang your mom (b's) behind the school.

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Pussyfication of America continues. :thumbsdown:

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My dad used to finger bang your mom (b's) behind the school.

All that abstinence talk was hypocritical bull shlt! I knew it!

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All that abstinence talk was hypocritical bull shlt! I knew it!

You thought your generation invented pre-marital sex? :doh: :lol:

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Seriously though, as the oldest, it was my dads job to dispose of the kittens in the river using a sack with a rock in it.

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We ate raw ground beef when I was a kid. Rye toast, raw onions ground pepper and raw meat. Cannibal burgers.

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That seems messed up now

My mom said when her and my uncles were kids, they would eat the raw ground beef set aside for meat balls as a treat. Just a little bit. Focking disgusting :puke:

My dad grew up poor in Etna PA during the depression. The ninth child of twelve. He use to go down to the railroad tracks and pick up grains of rice that happen to fall off the train and bring them home to cook and eat. He wished he had raw ground beef to eat.

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We ate raw ground beef when I was a kid. Rye toast, raw onions ground pepper and raw meat. Cannibal burgers.

 

Pretty sure that's called steak tartare.

 

I'm more of a carpaccio guy meeself.

 

Some of the idiot hipsters try to call it 'beef poke'. (like Tuna Poke).

They should be shot.

They'll probably start calling salad "Greens Poke".

I hate them.

I hope they get their man-bun caught in a wood chipper.

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My MomAndEm apparently used to collect all the tin foil from their chewing gum and made them into giant balls for the war effort.

 

 

 

 

I had no focking idea our soldiers chewed so damn much gum.

 

 

 

 

It's also why that entire generation of broads are fuucking lunatic hoarders.

God, that's a generation that can't die off soon enough.

Literally, that shiit's about to be gone like Polio.

Thank God.

 

 

 

 

"Mom, I'm pretty sure that even if the war does fire back up again, they won't need a February 1981 issue of "Parade Magazine' with Perry Como on the cover. "

Focking Idiots.

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My dad played basketball into an actual bushel basket. I remember him telling me this as I was making a homemade Nerf hoop out of a metal clothes hanger and a ball of old newspaper and duct tape because he was so cheap.

 

No wonder I warmed the bench on the 7th grade B team.

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My dad says when they were kids, they would lie really still out in a field and wait for a vulture to come. Then they would hit it with a stick.

 

Must have been full in bumfock Tennessee in the 50s.

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Stoop ball

if this is the game I am thinking of, I played this as well. Throw the ball off the steps..grounder past the defense was a single...over their head on the fly was an HR....etc etc.

 

I destroyed a couple screen doors playing this game I was a kid.

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We ate raw ground beef when I was a kid. Rye toast, raw onions ground pepper and raw meat. Cannibal burgers.

Redneck Wisconsin Tartare.

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Raw beef prepared properly is delicious.

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Some of the idiot hipsters try to call it 'beef poke'. (like Tuna Poke).

They should be shot.

They'll probably start calling salad "Greens Poke".

I hate them.

I hope they get their man-bun caught in a wood chipper.

Oh good lord. I'd rather have the hoarders than these self entitled focks.

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if this is the game I am thinking of, I played this as well. Throw the ball off the steps..grounder past the defense was a single...over their head on the fly was an HR....etc etc.

 

I destroyed a couple screen doors playing this game I was a kid.

Exactly

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if this is the game I am thinking of, I played this as well. Throw the ball off the steps..grounder past the defense was a single...over their head on the fly was an HR....etc etc.

 

I destroyed a couple screen doors playing this game I was a kid.

 

If you hit the step right on the corner, the tennis ball always went for a HR

 

we called it "outs"

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If you hit the step right on the corner, the tennis ball always went for a HR

 

we called it "outs"

If you missed by a fraction and "fouled one off" it always did some sort of damage to the screen door. :lol:

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Anyone ever play "egg"

 

3 or more people.

 

Throw a ball up on the roof and call someone's name. If they didn't catch it before hitting the ground, they would line up 25 feet from you, facing away and you chuck the tennis ball at them.

 

we did it one time with real eggs (throwing at the person when they didn't catch the tennis ball) welt city.

 

Jackass type stuff

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If you missed by a fraction and "fouled one off" it always did some sort of damage to the screen door. :lol:

 

We lived in apartment complex, with the stairs facing another set of stairs to go for, but all the doors were glass.

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If you missed by a fraction and "fouled one off" it always did some sort of damage to the screen door. :lol:

You had a screen on your door,you lucky focker.

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Anyone ever play "egg"

 

3 or more people.

 

Throw a ball up on the roof and call someone's name. If they didn't catch it before hitting the ground, they would line up 25 feet from you, facing away and you chuck the tennis ball at them.

 

we did it one time with real eggs (throwing at the person when they didn't catch the tennis ball) welt city.

 

Jackass type stuff

We played wall ball. However many kids wanted to play lined up maybe 15 feet from a brick wall.

 

Someone would throw a tennis ball at the wall. If you caught it on the rebound, they had to go up to the wall and take a penalty shot, ie getting pegged in the back with the ball. If the ball hit someone on the rebound, they had to tag the wall before the ball hit it from someone else throwing it.

 

Or something like that. It was fun.

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My favorite thing to do as a teenager (16 to 18) was stick ball.

 

Luckily for us we had a tennis club not far from us.

 

Our one friend with a car would drive the 3 of us. We would sneak into the back of the tennis club and steal as many tennis balls as we could (25 to 50)

 

I had this perfect stick we would use. We would head to any of the 3 little league fields in town.

 

1 person played left field, one pitched and one hit. Anything to the right of 2nd base was foul.

 

Played for hours on end till all the balls were flat from hitting them with the stick.

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You had a screen on your door,you lucky focker.

 

This is the house I lived in for the most part growing up. Screen door was one of the finer amenities.... :lol:

 

https://www.google.com/maps/@42.3389829,-83.1619108,3a,25.2y,280.09h,92.18t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1smfp_RG3NNbtyVQLB5-GFwg!2e0!7i13312!8i6656

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