A CHRISTMAS
VISIT to the1920's |
Chicago Boyz |
scream-of-consciousness; "If you're trying to change minds and influence people it's probably not a good idea to say that virtually all elected Democrats are liars, but what the hell."
A CHRISTMAS
VISIT to the1920's |
Chicago Boyz |
"If the number of Islamic terror attacks continues at the current rate, candlelight vigils will soon be the number-one cause of global warming. " |
This will be the comment box |
I want the "racist" doll under the "2" in $2.98.
Don't forget "real" chemistry sets. Where you could mix up toxic or explosive stuff. Today's sets are all pussified nonsense... No manufacturer wants to get sued.
I have fond, but foggy memories of my mother taking me shopping on F Street as a child. Riding street cars and buses. There were no malls. F Street was where are the stores were. Garfinckels, Woodward & Lothrop, and especially G.C. Murphy.
Tom Mann
Don't you hate when when you realize all that 25-50cent stuff you turned up your nose at in the pawn shops and Goodwills back when you were a kid is now "valuable collectables" that people would throw wads of money to get???
(Still grumpy about my Mom throwing out all those early 1960s Silver Age comic books that could have paid for my kid's college....)
Give Shorpy some credit.
And since nobody's said it yet: "You'll shoot your eye out!"
Very appropriate for the season, Rodge.
I'm old enough to remember storefronts without cages. Imagine displaying expensive goods—including guns—for sale with nothing but glass to protect them from thievery. There's a lesson here: Although air travel indignities make the news, Democrats have done far more to degrade American life and curtail our freedoms than Muslims ever could.
I still have my 1950's Lionel train set. Considering passing it on to my nephews.
Mitch,
Me, too.
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When I asked my mom why she gave mine away she said, "you weren't using it it anymore." I was home on leave.
DougM,
The only things that made it from my childhood until this point in my "eventful" life are that train set, my high school yearbooks and the first pistol I ever fired, (my Dad's High Standard .22 that I started shooting with just before my 4th birthday). Realy wish I still had my baseball cards...Dad used to bring them home by the case.
^Mitch,
Lemme know if you ever wanna unburden yourself of that ugly, nasty, dangerous High Standard.
(What? Oh, right.)
Your will can take care of that, too.