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35mm camera film in plastic bottles.
Money Grip = moneybags
Anybody remember calling home to let family know that you were o.k. by making a person-to-person collect call for someone that your momma told you to ask for that didn't live where you called?
We called person to person for ourselves..
I remember getting the operator on the line at a pay phone and saying it took my dime, she would connect me. Later on , they wanted to mail you a check for the .10
Ah, being poor always had it's challenges. :)
When you came in and had some sad tale of woe,,, that Grandma had no sympathy for what so ever,
She'd say, "Ohhh,,,,,,, bless your heart".
Smile, you're on Candid Camera.
Puke a buzzard off a gut wagon
Make a freight train take a dirt road.
I miss MY WEEKLY READER
Put yer boots on!
If you chop your feet off with that lawnmower don’t come running to me!
No good deed should go unpunished
A dog a wife and a walnut tree.
The more you beat’em Thar betta thar be.
Being sent to the principal for 4 or six of the best. (strapping).
Or teachers whooping you telling you they’ll "teach you for being smart."
How Many of you Remember "Highlights for Children" magazine!
I clocked my wife the other day...
Really, I was taking a clock down and she was behind me. When I swung it around it hit her in the face. (no damage, no blood, no bruise, no scars) But it made me think, "does anyone know what we meant by "getting clocked" back in the old days.
That is a good one! My Dad used to say back in the 50's when I was misbehaving: "I'm going to clock you in the head!"
"Mom packed your steel lunchbox with a sandwich wrapped in wax paper." From Winger Ed. All I could think of was, "They must of been pretty well off, all I ever got was a brown paper sack!"
Anyway, sounds pretty much like ya'll are beating a dead horse! I think I smell a rat in the woodpile--any more of this and I'll give you a taste of trace leather. That'll put you in your place! LOL:D:D:D
Tom W.
Well they have kept me in business ( Professional photography) for many years and I'm greatfull
Jim
Growing up, I had my clock cleaned several times before I learned to pick my battles. Some times it's more important to judge his resolve more than his muscles.
:D When someone went past really fast,my Mom would say'Boy,he`s going Lickedy Split".
Good luck.Have fun.Be safe.
Leo
Hmmm, thinking the "cleaning his clock" thing may be a distant cousin to this one.
When I was a little kid, my Dad was giving me a talk on dealing with bullies at school.
His terminology was "don't start the argument/fight,but if he wants to duke it, "clean his plow". I just thought of that for the first time in many years, haha. It was an oddly freeing speech. I knew he had by back if it turned into real trouble, I guess.
Wow,another old one came to mind. When someone passed in a shaky place or something similar, my Dad would shake his head and say "Speed on, brother"
ETA, kind of unrelated, but when someone passed or went by with a boy/girl, man/woman sitting close together on the old bench seats, he would remark "I guess it takes two to drive that car"