If you can read this, either the style sheet didn't load or you have an older browser that doesn't support style sheets. Try clearing your browser cache and refreshing the page.

(News and Tribune)   School opens time capsule buried by H.S. class of '79. Doobie Bros tickets, cutoff jeans, Fleetwood Mac album, empty Jack Daniels bottle. Unlike today's CYA and PC administrators... no one has a problem with this   (newsandtribune.com) divider line 71
    More: Cool, Fleetwood Mac, Doobie Brothers, time capsule, Southern Indiana, Jack Daniels, Floyd County, Greater Clark County Schools  
•       •       •

11550 clicks; posted to Main » on 30 Nov 2012 at 10:04 AM (1 year ago)   |  Favorite    |   share:  Share on Twitter share via Email Share on Facebook   more»



Voting Results (Smartest)
View Voting Results: Smartest and Funniest


Archived thread
2012-11-30 10:17:09 AM
5 votes:
leaving the next generation an empty bottle of jack is a good analogy for baby boomer operating procedures in general.
2012-11-30 06:57:46 AM
5 votes:
Your parents were cooler than you will ever be.
2012-11-30 06:28:36 AM
5 votes:
I am sure (having been in HS at that time) that the doobie brothers tix were in place of the real doobies that the students weren't allowed to include
2012-11-30 10:46:36 AM
4 votes:
I was born in '68 and the '70s were my childhood. It was the most godawful decade in all of history. Tacky clothes, tacky cars, tacky furniture, tacky hairstyles. And everything was dirty, falling apart or on fire except the things that were dirty, falling apart AND on fire. And as for those of you extolling the freewheeling sex and drugs vibe, well you guys ruined everything. If you'd shown a little farking self-restraint we would have things like AIDS and the war on drugs. You dug too greedily and too deep.
2012-11-30 12:26:07 PM
3 votes:

stevetherobot: I was born in '68 and the '70s were my childhood. It was the most godawful decade in all of history. Tacky clothes, tacky cars, tacky furniture, tacky hairstyles. And everything was dirty, falling apart or on fire except the things that were dirty, falling apart AND on fire. And as for those of you extolling the freewheeling sex and drugs vibe, well you guys ruined everything. If you'd shown a little farking self-restraint we would have things like AIDS and the war on drugs. You dug too greedily and too deep.


Farking baby boomers screwed everything up for everyone after them. Got theirs and left a mess.
-Screwed up drinking. (Raised drinking age)
-Screwed up drugs. (Everything got too hard.)
-Screwed up sex. (AIDS, Herpes and Safe Sex")
-Screwed up the economy. (Great Recession)
-Screwed up the future. (Global warming, Social Security etc)

/Yes, I'm a bitter Gen X
2012-11-30 08:25:50 AM
3 votes:

PainInTheASP: Your parents were cooler than you will ever be.


Not any more. These are the same people running the show like a bunch of farking tightasses. It's like they think they can keep their kids from doing the same shiat they did.
2012-11-30 07:10:54 PM
2 votes:
higherthoughts.com

"Onward, through the fog!"

/'80
2012-11-30 04:12:01 PM
2 votes:

AngryDesertDweller: You early 70's High School guys are slippin' , don't forget the chicks wore HOT PANTS !!!


Alas! Not in my world. When I was in HS, girls could not wear shorts to school. No girl's mother would allow her to wear hot pants. They could wear culottes, but only if they had those flaps on them front and back (my sister got the kind where the flaps could be removed). I guess the school officials knew how easy it would have been for us to surreptitiously finger-blast girls so clad. In my sisters time, just a few years earlier, girls couldn't wear pants at all. Dresses and skirts were required and the hem could be no more than two inches above the knee. Things were more liberal in my day. The hem could be - oooooh racy - three inches above the knee, but still form-fitting sweaters and pull-overs were verboten. We boys were not allowed to wear jeans in my freshman year, but this was later relaxed. But we could not wear tee shirts or sweatshirts and our shirts had to be tucked in. No one was allowed to wear shorts. But this was the era, too, of peasant blouses and granny dresses, so no one much cared. The cooler guys wore suede or leather jackets with tassels - al a Jimi Hendrix. A lot of us wore stash bags, which were routinely searched, which is why we wore them -- to fark with the man.

Actually, the disco crap aside, the 70s were a pretty awesome time to grow up.
2012-11-30 01:23:56 PM
2 votes:

Bruce Springsteen's Next Tour Stop: Staying up late to watch Don Kirshner.


OMG I totally forgot that....also

images54.fotki.com

/where's my cassette player, I need to tape this album
2012-11-30 11:20:02 AM
2 votes:

stevetherobot: I was born in '68 and the '70s were my childhood. It was the most godawful decade in all of history. Tacky clothes, tacky cars, tacky furniture, tacky hairstyles. And everything was dirty, falling apart or on fire except the things that were dirty, falling apart AND on fire. And as for those of you extolling the freewheeling sex and drugs vibe, well you guys ruined everything. If you'd shown a little farking self-restraint we would have things like AIDS and the war on drugs. You dug too greedily and too deep.


'64 here, but I place the Boomer vs. X dividing line at November 5, 1962. Anyone born then or later was too young to be eligible to vote in 1980. Being an early X'er is like arriving late at the party only to find that the keg is down to its last dregs, the furniture is smashed, the attractive women are gone, the host wants you to help clean up, and the cops are on the way to break it up.

My own high school was uptight and fascistic long before "zero tolerance" became a buzzword, and an empty booze bottle would have never made it into a time capsule. Even a T-shirt that mentioned alcohol would get you suspended. I'm glad I was done with it in '82. There was some pushback from the students, though - my jaw dropped one morning when they announced intramural volleyball scores on the PA and "Yellow Jackets" vs. "Purple Microdot" was one of the games announced. The whole homeroom LOL'ed. Needless to say, the teams were forced to change their names...
2012-11-30 10:43:57 AM
2 votes:

factoryconnection: Children of the 70s listened to David Cassidy, Leif Garrett, and other such pop crap


True children listened to that crap. Once you turned 13 in the 70s, you switched the radio from AM to FM.
2012-11-30 10:34:33 AM
2 votes:
Children of the 70's listened to: Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd.

Children of the children of the 70's listened to: Justin Bieber, Lady Gaga, Britney Spears.

I rest my case.

/And the first sumbiatch that says "Bay City Rollers" gets a swirly AND a purple nurple!
2012-11-30 10:17:53 AM
2 votes:
mediamass.net

You can keep all the other crap in the capsue, give me the '79 Stevie Nicks and Christine McVie and I'll be sporting that same goofy face as Mick Fleetwood.
2012-11-30 10:15:03 AM
2 votes:

USCLaw2010: [www.theinsider.com image 640x360]

was this the guy who buried it? In hopes of seducing high school girls of the future?


That movie made my jaw drop, it was that spot-on.
2012-11-30 10:14:53 AM
2 votes:
My older brother went to high school in the mid to late 70s, and I went in the mid to late 80s. All things considered, his pre-AIDS, pre-Just Say No, pre-PMRC high school experience probably had a bit of an edge over mine.
2012-11-30 10:12:20 AM
2 votes:

PainInTheASP: Your parents were cooler than you will ever be.


Or perhaps Their parents just didn't give a fark. Which would explain a lot of boomer behavior .......
2012-11-30 04:18:06 PM
1 votes:

JackieRabbit: A lot of us wore stash bags, which were routinely searched, which is why we wore them -- to fark with the man.


Har, I remember stash bags - had one too, and ours got searched all the time as well.

Which is why you kept your weed in your shoe, wrapped in Saran Wrap(tm). The stash bag was a good diversion.
2012-11-30 04:09:08 PM
1 votes:
My asshole brother ruined that era for me. My siblings were '77, '79, and '81, with me trailing along at '87.

'77 and '79 were cool, but not trouble makers. '81 was an epic stoner with no self control, intelligence to hide his fun, or human enough to not get in trouble with the cops or try to punch my parents. My whole life up to this point has been liking certain parts of my childhood, but hating that stoner culture because '81 couldn't handle his shiat. He's still a massive social retard with serious obsession/alcoholic-style-lack-of-moderation issues. He's clean now, but cannot do anything with any common sense.

So, with that leadup, was that era really that free-wheeling, even by the "good kids", or all of you guys just the burnouts who knew how to grow up when you had to?
2012-11-30 03:40:33 PM
1 votes:

Hobodeluxe: Dancin_In_Anson: ChipNASA: Remember this???

US bongs!

muckin refarkable: Hell, I have an 8 year old - Class of '83

I'm a grandpa as of a month ago!

grats. My grandson was born Valentine's day 2011. They grow up quick. take lots of pics,videos and spend as much time with them before they turn into little terrors :)


Someone I went to grade school with died recently and his obituary stated he was the father of two and grandfather of one. He was my age (35). I'm not even a parent yet at 35...
2012-11-30 03:12:00 PM
1 votes:

BinderWoman: Hobodeluxe: Look Of Disapproval: My sister was class of '79. In my state, it was legal to drink at 18, so virtually all of the graduating seniors could.

Class of 77 and yeah that was a great time. The fundies were still the "silent" majority unlike the "belligerent" majority they are now. No such thing as AIDS (as far as we knew) Muscle cars.(I had a 69 GTO judge at the time) Cheap gas. Drinking age was 18 and we had open campus at school.

Class of '77 also. Very glad there were no digital/cellphone/video cameras back then or we would have been in so much trouble. Fortunately, no incriminating evidence exists.


Hi brothers, class of 77 also.
The 70's were the last great decade.
2012-11-30 02:49:39 PM
1 votes:

Hobodeluxe: Look Of Disapproval: My sister was class of '79. In my state, it was legal to drink at 18, so virtually all of the graduating seniors could.

Class of 77 and yeah that was a great time. The fundies were still the "silent" majority unlike the "belligerent" majority they are now. No such thing as AIDS (as far as we knew) Muscle cars.(I had a 69 GTO judge at the time) Cheap gas. Drinking age was 18 and we had open campus at school.


Class of '77 also. Very glad there were no digital/cellphone/video cameras back then or we would have been in so much trouble. Fortunately, no incriminating evidence exists.
2012-11-30 02:48:06 PM
1 votes:
I remember those kids with their fancy muscle cars hanging around downtown smoking reefer and all those girls in the tightest ass jeans ever invented.

yeah...I was 7 and thought things could only get better

but no, I was cheated


kids today have it even worse.
2012-11-30 02:19:36 PM
1 votes:
Born in '82, and I grew up as an 80s kid with a relatively stable house. I feel like I walk the precipice between that era and the tech era. I love the simpler times when people were left to their (often f#@^*&! up) designs. I love Dazed and Confused and feel like I was born in the wrong era, I hate the PC society that we have become. Dont get me wrong, I love the internet, tech, and all that stuff, and it has made us better overall, but it also has presented us with additional issues. Most kids are dead behind the eyes today, and cant even hold an intelligent conversation without looking at their phone. Just go over to an 18 year old, start an uncomfortable conversation, and see how quickly they whip out that safety net and try to block you out. My youngest brother was born in 95 and I do that to him all the time, as he flips his one direction hair cut.
2012-11-30 02:06:45 PM
1 votes:

Biness: Saberus Terras: Biness: that was a really shiatty time capsule.

I know one that will be shiattier. Opening next year, sealed in 93. My 6th grade class buried a TC. I dropped a deuce on it as I was tasked with burying it after hours as part of a disciplinary action for a stunt involving 1,000 ping pong balls.

you sir, are an american hero.

perhaps even a Bud Light Real Man of Genius.

i love time lapse pranks. I still have some out there I think.


About ten years ago the landlord of the apartment I was renting hired some
plumbers to repipe the whole place, so I was left with a giant hole in the bathroom
wall for a day or so. This was around halloween. I found a great little skeleton with
a big head - looked a bit like an infant. I wrapped it in some cloth, built a nice
little basswood coffin for it and dropped it between the studs. The drywall guy
came by, sealed it up and as far as I know it's still there. I'm really hoping
it scares the crap out of the next plumber in 30 years or so.
2012-11-30 01:51:26 PM
1 votes:
Sniff...Snifff...
Smells like old people in here.

...//class of '92
2012-11-30 01:32:32 PM
1 votes:
img6.imageshack.us

Kids today aren't nearly as cool as we were.
2012-11-30 01:24:07 PM
1 votes:

hogans: Before 1984, it was left up to the states to determine the legal drinking age.


In Colorado back then, anyone over 18 could purchase and drink 3.2 beer and 3.2 wine coolers. Anything that encourages weak fermented beverages over strong distilled stuff is a plus as far as I am concerned.
2012-11-30 01:24:03 PM
1 votes:

ChipNASA: OldManDownDRoad: chillum

One of my prized possessions throughout my teenage years.

[americanpicker.org image 800x600] 
/this is a dramatic representation.


Nice! My man Woody had one similar to that, it had been his grandad's.

I had a blue ceramic pipe with Gandalf's face on it (it was the early 70s, OK?) that I bought my first week as a college freshman in '72. When my first child was born in '83, I was already getting wary of the drug scene for a number of reasons, so the night my daughter came home from the delivery room, I took one last toke, wrapped it up in a Chivas Regal bag with a couple rocks, and tossed it off a fishing pier into the Atlantic. End of an era.

/and I don't even have a picture of it!
2012-11-30 01:19:05 PM
1 votes:

ChipNASA: I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies


In 1979?
2012-11-30 01:15:13 PM
1 votes:

OldManDownDRoad: chillum


One of my prized possessions throughout my teenage years.

americanpicker.org 
/this is a dramatic representation.
2012-11-30 01:09:12 PM
1 votes:

Psycoholic_Slag: ChipNASA: 3 words......

Hash. Under. Glass.

[i52.tinypic.com image 300x400] 

"Smoking Hash the Old Skool Way" 
/clicky the quote to see video


We just used a bent paper clip on the table top but yes.


Huh. That's a new one on me.

We used a chillum mainly because the only guy in town who had hash (Dave C, popularly known as "Half Man, Half Reefer") wouldn't let us "buy" any from him because he thought if he didn't sell us any, it wasn't illegal. And he only had a chillum.

So you'd fall by his place on the way into town, maybe leave a few bucks "for the rent" on the table, and then hit the chillum.

When you could no longer hold it straight, it was time to go downtown.
2012-11-30 01:08:44 PM
1 votes:
/class of '02, but never bothered going to highschool, listened to Doobie Bros and Fleetwood Mac
"experienced" a Roger Waters concert in '00
Used payphones well after the advent of the Nokia phone.
"Knows" things
feels 60, not even 30 

Article makes me have a sad. Somewhere in my house, I have a box containing all the same items that I acquired living an identical life just ten years ago, unwittingly cleaning up the party after the cops shut it all down.

//not a bus driver
2012-11-30 01:00:48 PM
1 votes:
Class of 87 here.

In the late 70s, me and my friends were afraid of you guys.

We'd be playing in the woods and first smell the smoke, then hear laughter (nothing like the way our mothers laughed either) and we'd warn each other in hushed voices... "teen-agers" and we'd be gone.

We were there though.
2012-11-30 12:57:58 PM
1 votes:
I'm getting a kick out of this thread because the town where I grew up was dry until the mid-80s.


/there were busybodies then, there are busybodies now
2012-11-30 12:13:43 PM
1 votes:

Slaves2Darkness: ChipNASA: Bunch of liberal hippie dope smokers.
I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies while you bunch of pussies were back here listening to your gotdamn folk music and chanting KOOM BYEYAH and were were just trying TO NOT GET OUR FARKING HEAD SHOT OFF!!!
/get off my lawn.....punks.

HA! HA! You were either too stupid to avoid the draft or so farking stupid you volunteered. Either way you went to NAM, what a farking coont you must be.


Points and laughs and Slaves. ....

uboachan.net 
/I was 12 when Nam ended.
2012-11-30 12:02:55 PM
1 votes:
Hell yeah, it was a great time to grow up.
2012-11-30 11:45:25 AM
1 votes:

ChipNASA: Bunch of liberal hippie dope smokers.
I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies while you bunch of pussies were back here listening to your gotdamn folk music and chanting KOOM BYEYAH and were were just trying TO NOT GET OUR FARKING HEAD SHOT OFF!!!
/get off my lawn.....punks.


1979...

I recall wearing a 'Disco Sucks!' button on my varsity jacket, listening to Ted Nugent, Bob Seger, Led Zeppelin, The Eagles, Foghat, and being introduced to the music of some guy named Jimi Hendrix. No self respecting album rock fan owned a Kiss album, or if they did it was one of their live albums and they never played it. I actually allowed my mom to perm my hair (though admittedly it was a pretty nice looking white man's afro).

I also recall not having a girlfriend, hating how tongue tied I got around women generally, and zits. We bought cartons of 16 ounce soda pop in glass bottles, all with real sugar and never diet. Right around this time they introduced the 8 pack carton and you made sure you returned the empties to get your deposit back. My family rarely ate out except on Sundays when we'd load up in the family station wagon and go to Ponderosa Steak House. There was no salad bar--you told them what kind of dressing you wanted (no fat free, no "lite') and they handed you a small bowl full of sliced iceberg, carrots, radishes, and tomatoes. You got the chopped steak, we used coupons, and we were happy.

As a nation we loathed Jimmy Carter, hated Iran, actually thought Middle East peace might be possible for a few days, still laughed at Gerald Ford tripping down stairs, and Saturday Night Live was still relevant and funny. Everyone found out where Three Mile Island was located.

Looking back and knowing what I know now, there's some things I'd do exactly the same, many things I'd do again but perhaps a bit differently, and a few things I'd not do at all. But it was good times on balance.

/you may walk on my lawn, but leave the damn bushes alone
2012-11-30 11:31:46 AM
1 votes:

OldManDownDRoad: Man, I could never get the hang of the single-wides, always had to paste two together.

When Ziz-Zag came out with the 1.5s, I said "Thank you, Jesus."


No problem with single wides. 1.5's meant Cheech and Chong size.

How many joints are in a lid*?

*lid
2012-11-30 11:31:43 AM
1 votes:

MFAWG: The beer can thing I learned in the military.

Can still roll a serviceable doobie, using a single wide Zigzag


paper is bad for you and wastes product :) too much escapes into the open air.
2012-11-30 11:28:19 AM
1 votes:

Hobodeluxe: Harry Freakstorm: ChipNASA
JackieRabbit: No roach clip or packet of JOBs? Pfffft. Amateurs.

Those guys were still 'heads' in my high school. The only scum lower than I (pre-computer nerd - completely worthless). They wouldn't have contributed anything to the time capsule because it would require 'effort'.

The got stoned on mostly riverbottom weed. There wasn't a lot of 'primo' grass getting in to town.

back then it was commercial Colombian. some redbud. some "Acapulco gold" and homegrown that was mostly leaves. It went for about 30 bucks an oz.


Ah yes. Redbud. I loved it. It was plentiful in my area because it came in on USAF transports. Going price in 1977: $25 for a weighed oz. All buds, no shake. We'd get Thai stick and Hawaiian sense sometimes, too, but it ran about $35 - $40. If you could get a couple of buds to go in with you, you could get a quarter pound for about $80.

BTW, the genie is out of the bottle now. As pot becomes legal around the country (and it is going to) the price is going to start falling back to reasonable levels again.
2012-11-30 11:26:32 AM
1 votes:

MFAWG: The beer can thing I learned in the military.

Can still roll a serviceable doobie, using a single wide Zigzag


Man, I could never get the hang of the single-wides, always had to paste two together.

When Ziz-Zag came out with the 1.5s, I said "Thank you, Jesus."
2012-11-30 11:24:32 AM
1 votes:

Hobodeluxe:
back then it was commercial Colombian. some redbud. some "Acapulco gold" and homegrown that was mostly leaves. It went for about 30 bucks an oz.


I was in college in NC in the early- and mid-70s, and North Carolina then and now has always been a nexus of the pot trade.

We had Mexican weed for as little as $8 an oz for everyday buzz. For parties we had Columbian, and for special occasions we had Thai sticks and Hawaiian bud. The Thai sticks went for $60 each and the Hawaiian was $30 for a half-bag.

Things went to hell in the late 70s and early 80s when coke hit. Prices went up and people started carrying guns, so that's when I lost interest in the whole scene.
2012-11-30 11:22:11 AM
1 votes:

OldManDownDRoad: JackieRabbit:
And of course the potato bong and copper plumbing fittings pipe for those of us who lived in areas that would not allow a head shop. I can show you how to smoke hash from a beer can too.

Now you're talkin' - don't forget making a throw-away pipe of tin foil. Use it once and toss it in the trash before you hit the road.


tin foil,a needle to poke holes in it and a toilet paper tube. or use a coke/beer can if you have to.
2012-11-30 11:18:48 AM
1 votes:

JackieRabbit:
And of course the potato bong and copper plumbing fittings pipe for those of us who lived in areas that would not allow a head shop. I can show you how to smoke hash from a beer can too.


Now you're talkin' - don't forget making a throw-away pipe of tin foil. Use it once and toss it in the trash before you hit the road.
2012-11-30 11:18:17 AM
1 votes:

Pair-o-Dice: PainInTheASP: Children of the 70's listened to: Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd.

Children of the children of the 70's listened to: Justin Bieber, Lady Gaga, Britney Spears.

I rest my case.

/And the first sumbiatch that says "Bay City Rollers" gets a swirly AND a purple nurple!

And back when REO Speedwagon was cool. You know, before they sold their souls like Styx did.


I remember seeing them open for LittleFeat, then wondering what the fark happened to them when they hit it big.

Sort of like Journey.
2012-11-30 11:16:38 AM
1 votes:
ChipNASA
JackieRabbit:
No roach clip or packet of JOBs? Pfffft. Amateurs.

Those guys were still 'heads' in my high school. The only scum lower than I (pre-computer nerd - completely worthless). They wouldn't have contributed anything to the time capsule because it would require 'effort'.

The got stoned on mostly riverbottom weed. There wasn't a lot of 'primo' grass getting in to town.
2012-11-30 11:15:01 AM
1 votes:
When you get kicked out of High School you ended up in the "Alternative" school. I came close but didn't end up there (class of 73). Where is the old style beer can pull tabs ?
2012-11-30 11:02:09 AM
1 votes:

Harry Freakstorm: Chlordane. It was probably Chlordane not Diatholon. They sound alike. Just like Bolton and Ipswich.


Ah. Thought you were talking about diazinon - which we used to spray under houses for ants and fleas. It gave me headaches like you wouldn't believe.

Had it been my high school - well, I went to a military school. They played hard ball about drugs, including bringing the dogs around randomly to sniff for pot in the lockers. But, in true military fashion, they didn't give a shiat about alcohol or underaged drinking so our time capsule would have been filled with Bud tallboys, Boone's Farm, and "Military Special" vodka, which was also good for getting bugs off your windshield.

/and Allman Bros tix
2012-11-30 10:56:19 AM
1 votes:

Harry Freakstorm: I then spent a few months working for a pest control company spraying diatholon(?) under people's homes before reporting to Basic training with horribly swollen feet and hands (from using the aforementioned diatholon(?))


Diazinon.

Bad shiat.

Link
2012-11-30 10:49:05 AM
1 votes:
Chlordane. It was probably Chlordane not Diatholon. They sound alike. Just like Bolton and Ipswich.
2012-11-30 10:46:14 AM
1 votes:
Went to Army basic on 1 June 79. I 'graduated' a semester early with the preggers. The school was trying to stop the baby boom by getting the pregnant girls out of the school before they could convince the next bunch to keep the kid. Prior to this, the pregged girl disappeared for a year. If she returned, she was no longer the party hardy type. Just sullen and morose.

The school said that if you had 16 1/4 credits, you could walk on January. So the end of first semester after a class load of Building Trades (build a house from 8 to 11 am), Basic Electricity, Woodworking and Basic Auto Shop (never left the shop teacher's classroom) I graduated. I then spent a few months working for a pest control company spraying diatholon(?) under people's homes before reporting to Basic training with horribly swollen feet and hands (from using the aforementioned diatholon(?))
2012-11-30 10:36:05 AM
1 votes:
Same here....18 year old drinking age. No one gave a crap...smoked a lot of weed...girls put out like there was no tomorrow...good times indeed...Want to hear a CSB?.My high school stretched for one block and had doors at either end. In the five minutes between classes all the smokers, students and teachers, would walk outside from one end to the other smoking their cigarette. Thats right, I said TEACHERS and STUDENTS...I cant even fathom that now...Good times indeed...Fast Times at Ridgemenot High and Dazed and Confused are the best movies reflecting that era. And yes, we all looked like this:

www.nedderweb.com.
2012-11-30 10:36:03 AM
1 votes:

ChipNASA: I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies


If you're going to quote me, DO IT FARKING RIGHT!!!!!!
rantventrant.files.wordpress.com
2012-11-30 10:35:21 AM
1 votes:

ChipNASA: Bunch of liberal hippie dope smokers.
I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies while you bunch of pussies were back here listening to your gotdamn folk music and chanting KOOM BYEYAH and were were just trying TO NOT GET OUR FARKING HEAD SHOT OFF!!!
/get off my lawn.....punks.


In 1979... yeah. Your troll-fu is WEAK!
2012-11-30 10:34:17 AM
1 votes:

zobear: ChipNASA: I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies

In '79?


Must have been a flashback.
2012-11-30 10:34:17 AM
1 votes:

Mr.Hawk: ChipNASA: Bunch of liberal hippie dope smokers.
I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies while you bunch of pussies were back here listening to your gotdamn folk music and chanting KOOM BYEYAH and were were just trying TO NOT GET OUR FARKING HEAD SHOT OFF!!!
/get off my lawn.....punks.

[i478.photobucket.com image 444x332]


You GET jokes.
2012-11-30 10:27:13 AM
1 votes:

Pair-o-Dice: I was gonna ask why the columbian gold was mysteriously absent.

 

The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian

/1980
2012-11-30 10:23:34 AM
1 votes:

ChipNASA: Bunch of liberal hippie dope smokers.
I was over in NAM sweating and bleeding and crawling through the mud and Rice Paddies while you bunch of pussies were back here listening to your gotdamn folk music and chanting KOOM BYEYAH and were were just trying TO NOT GET OUR FARKING HEAD SHOT OFF!!!
/get off my lawn.....punks.


Wrong decade, but we managed to run an almost exact repeat less than 40 years later
2012-11-30 10:23:08 AM
1 votes:
Nowadays, those kids would probably be charged with terrorism, placed on the sex offender registry, and ordered into counselling.
2012-11-30 10:23:07 AM
1 votes:
Ah Yes...1979...the 18 year old drinking age...GOOD TIMES INDEED!!! Too bad our good partying spoiled the fun for the future generations...oh well...we had fun times!!!
2012-11-30 10:17:48 AM
1 votes:

Dancin_In_Anson: PainInTheASP: Your parents were cooler than you will ever be.

Not any more. These are the same people running the show like a bunch of farking tightasses. It's like they think they can keep their kids from doing the same shiat they did.


These stupid farkers created the snowflake generation(s)
2012-11-30 10:16:44 AM
1 votes:

Look Of Disapproval: My sister was class of '79. In my state, it was legal to drink at 18, so virtually all of the graduating seniors could.


This. Before 1984, it was left up to the states to determine the legal drinking age.

That said, I get the impression (from the ads on the page) that this took place in Indiana, where the drinking age at the time was... 21.
2012-11-30 10:14:58 AM
1 votes:
That KISS poster may actually be worth something depending on the condition.
2012-11-30 10:14:22 AM
1 votes:
www.theinsider.com

was this the guy who buried it? In hopes of seducing high school girls of the future?
2012-11-30 10:13:18 AM
1 votes:
Who decided to set the time capsule to be opened in 33-years?
2012-11-30 10:13:09 AM
1 votes:
that was a really shiatty time capsule.
2012-11-30 10:13:08 AM
1 votes:
I have some of those kids who are driving buses for me now.

Well I'll be damned, drinking Jack Daniels in high school does have consequences.
2012-11-30 10:12:53 AM
1 votes:

Majick Thise: I am sure (having been in HS at that time) that the doobie brothers tix were in place of the real doobies that the students weren't allowed to include


First thing that came to my mind as well. I would have been a junior in 1979.

So yeah, the 70's rocked and then 1-21-1981 changed everything.
2012-11-30 10:12:45 AM
1 votes:

Dancin_In_Anson: PainInTheASP: Your parents were cooler than you will ever be.

Not any more. These are the same people running the show like a bunch of farking tightasses. It's like they think they can keep their kids from doing the same shiat they did.


Wow, they sound like every generation since the dawn of time.
2012-11-30 10:12:32 AM
1 votes:
Class of '82.

Sounds about right. Those seniors were the best. Even when I was a fish.
2012-11-30 10:07:15 AM
1 votes:

PainInTheASP: Your parents were cooler than you will ever be.


Shut up dad, and scrape that mccain-palin sticker off the car already.
 
Displayed 71 of 71 comments

View Voting Results: Smartest and Funniest


This thread is archived, and closed to new comments.

Continue Farking
Submit a Link »






Report