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@Yakster Are you sure you heard them correctly?
Speaking of old, https://nypost.com/2023/02/09/guinness-world-record-for-oldest-mouse-in-human-care-awarded/
My parents would give me some change to go buy them a pack of cigarettes from a vending machine in the lobby of Bobs Big Boy.
Every Christmas from my mom, until she passed! Brings back memories! Thanks Edward! @silvermouse
Or a note to run down to the corner grocery store and get them a pack?
Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy cigars and that's close enough.
I remember taking the note to get smokes quite well. Also the cigarette vending machine.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
25 cents in the vending, 22 at the counter! 1966 when I was 11!
And gas, 28 cents a gallon around 1971!
Remember gas wars, once got gas for 12 cents a gallon in HS.
Don't let the wife know what you spend on guns, ammo or cigars.
Still a cigarette vending machine that is operational down at a bar in Nashville, Tn
We have them in a lot of the casinos. They're a little more than 25 cents though...
At any given time the urge to sing "In The Jungle" is just a whim away... A whim away... A whim away...
If you can remember before unleaded was invented. Leaded gas smelled soo good. Maybe that's my problem.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
Ethyl and Regular.
I'd spend that extra penny for my minibike.
Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy cigars and that's close enough.
I remember dad giving me money to go run to the pony keg and get him a 6 pack and me a candy bar. They never batted an eye selling an 8 year old beer.
All I got to do is look in a mirror.