Friday, August 9, 2019
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Put it here ... I can't wait to read it. I have the Captcha turned OFF but blogger insists it be there. You should be able to bypass it.
** Anonymous, please use a name at the end of your comment. You're all starting to look alike.
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My childhood looked like the one on the bottom in back.
ReplyDeleteThe birds on the roof was cool. And the lady covered in living vibrators? Interesting.
ReplyDeleteback in my day...we actually were older than dirt. all we had was rocks. we'd bang 'em together, hoping eventually to MAKE dirt.
ReplyDeletethere were no wheels, so no buses to bring us to school. we'd throw a vine around a passing brontosaur and tie to a log and all climb on, hoping that maybe he'd eventually wander by the school.
edutcher, you had a stick?
ReplyDeleteKid, kicks is kicks.
ReplyDeleteWow Allen, you're older than rocks.
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