@Yakster said: People start referring to you as a "silver fox."
@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
@Significant3 said: 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.
Or a note to run down to the corner grocery store and get them a pack?
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.
@ShawnOL said: I remember taking the note to get smokes quite well. Also the cigarette vending machine.
Still a cigarette vending machine that is operational down at a bar in Nashville, Tn
@genareddog said: @ShawnOL said: I remember taking the note to get smokes quite well. Also the cigarette vending machine. Still a cigarette vending machine that is operational down at a bar in Nashville, Tn
@genareddog said:
We have them in a lot of the casinos. They're a little more than 25 cents though...
If you can remember before unleaded was invented. Leaded gas smelled soo good. Maybe that's my problem.
@ShawnOL said: If you can remember before unleaded was invented. Leaded gas smelled soo good. Maybe that's my problem.
Ethyl and Regular. I'd spend that extra penny for my minibike.
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.
These came today.
Nolite Oblivisci Peniculus Dentes
Nothing beats a good recliner, except for a good cigar and a whiskey.
Or a hooker with cocaine on her rear...but a recliner is good.
If you've used these...
Dont know what the bottom one is for.
It's a Western state thing, used to pull your boots off.
We had one of those when I was a kid, common back when people had large gardens or horses.
Boot jack. Saw many home made from wood. There was a well worn one at my maternal grandparent’s home I wish I could have that one today. I’d keep it by the back door just like Grandaddy but I’d mount it on the wall as a keepsake.
Still have a couple of these around.
@Stubble said: Still have a couple of these around.
I was about to ask you what that was in your other post!
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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.
These came today.
Nolite Oblivisci Peniculus Dentes
Nothing beats a good recliner, except for a good cigar and a whiskey.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
Or a hooker with cocaine on her rear...but a recliner is good.
If you've used these...
Dont know what the bottom one is for.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
It's a Western state thing, used to pull your boots off.
We had one of those when I was a kid, common back when people had large gardens or horses.
Boot jack. Saw many home made from wood. There was a well worn one at my maternal grandparent’s home I wish I could have that one today. I’d keep it by the back door just like Grandaddy but I’d mount it on the wall as a keepsake.
Still have a couple of these around.
I was about to ask you what that was in your other post!