Breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck. You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?

Didn't need any stinking seat belts either.

Yep, no microwaves, if you warmed something up you did it in the oven/stove.
And we were "mountain biking" before the sport was official.

And you could ride in the back of a pickup.

Still wish I had my set of original lawn darts. Those were cool.

That Coleco game was awesome. Forward, forward, down, down to the bottom then take it to the house.

My grandfather has a working coleco and the other one, can't recall it's name. Both still work.

I played one last christmas. My son looked at me like I had horns growing out of my head

Technology has come a LONG way.

Wonder we weren't killed with the lawn darts.

We even rode between the back seat and the back window of the car going down the road.

Played all day outside, ran thru the woods with no shoes, no shirt and wearing only short pants without hesitation thru Briars and palmettos.
Now I can't walk to the end of the driveway to check the mail while barefooted!

We made tree houses engineered by a bunch of 10yr olds, played backyard tackle football, had bottle rocket and BB gun wars, and ran through the neighborhood at night playing spot light. Way more fun than any video game.

I use to love riding in the back of my moms station wagon, I would roll at every stop and turn.

That Coleco game was DA BOMB!!!

I've got a scare on my neck from playing bottle rocket wars.

Spending all day finding crickets under logs and old tin, whatever, and drowning them in the pond trying to catch fish.... while eating pickled quail eggs.

The good ol days

Before political correctness.

Damn, remember all of this. Also had a gun rack in the back window of my 64 Chevy stepside in high school. No one even blinked at my shotgun in there for hunting after school.

I had alot of those, just a little brain damage, I'm fine

The good old days.

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You got that right. Remember also that momma smoked. I haven't died yet from second hand smoke. In the words of Willie Nelson-There are more old drunks than there are old Doctors. Maybe we were on to something guys. Boy I miss the good ole days.