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For Those Born Before 1986

RADAR

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FOR THOSE BORN BEFORE 1986


According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were
kids in the 60's, 70's and early 80's probably shouldn't have survived,
because our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based
paint which was promptly chewed and licked. We had no childproof lids on
medicine bottles, or latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine to
play with pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip-flops and
fluorescent 'spokey dokey's' on our wheels. As children, we would ride
in cars with no seat belts or airbags - riding in the passenger seat was
a treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted
the same.

We ate chips, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy juice with sugar
in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside
playing.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no-one
actually died from this.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top
speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After
running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the
problem.

We would leave home in the morning and could play all day, as long as we
were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us and no one
minded.

We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones, no personal computers, no DVDs, no Internet chat rooms.

We had friends - we went outside and found them.

We played elastics and rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt!

We fell out of trees, got cut, and broke bones but there were no law
suits.

We had full on fist fights but no prosecution followed from other
parents.

We played chap-the-door-run-away and were actually afraid of the owners
catching us.

We walked to friends' homes.

We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school; we didn't rely on mummy or
daddy to drive us to school, which was just round the corner.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls.

We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard
of...They actually sided with the law.

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of
innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and
responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

And you're one of them. Congratulations!

Pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow as real kids,
before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.

For those of you who aren't old enough, thought you might like to read
about us.

This my friends, is surprisingly frightening......and it might put a
smile on your face:

The majority of students in universities today were born in
1986........They are called youth.

They have never heard of We are the World, We are the children, and the
Uptown Girl they know is by Westlife not Billy Joel. They have never
heard of Rick Astley, Bananarama, Nena Cherry or Belinda Carlisle.

For them, there has always been only one Germany and one Vietnam.

AIDS has existed since they were born. CD's have existed since they were
born.

Michael Jackson has always been white.

To them John Travolta has always been round in shape and they can't
imagine how this fat guy could be a god of dance.

They believe that Charlie's Angels and Mission Impossible are films from
last year.

They can never imagine life before computers.

They'll never have pretended to be the A Team, RedHand Gang or the
Famous Five.

They'll never have applied to be on Jim'll Fix It or Why Don't You.

They can't believe a black and white television ever existed. And they
will never understand how we could leave the house without a mobile
phone.

Now let's check if we're getting old...

1. You understand what was written above and you smile.

2. You need to sleep more, usually until the afternoon, after a night
out.

3. Your friends are getting married/already married.

4. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably
with computers.

5. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.

6. You remember watching Dirty Den in EastEnders the first time around.

7. You meet your friends from time to time, talking about the good Old
days, repeating again all the funny things you have experienced
together.

8. Having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to some
other friends because you think they will like it too... Yes, you're
getting old!!
__________________
_______________________________________


Right now I'm having amnesia and deja-vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.


Skin up,chill out


RADAR
 
kids today = overprotected

yet the friggin internet/mobiule phones bring some new hazards... it sucks
 
How old do you have to be before you can ride in a car without a child safety seat these days? 7? 8? I can't imagine the indignity of that. People wanna remove all risk from life.
 
mark my words....we will be controlled robots by the year 2015

alot of sh@t is gonna happen in those 9 years, i can see it
RADAR
 
Mr. dB said:
How old do you have to be before you can ride in a car without a child safety seat these days? 7? 8? I can't imagine the indignity of that. People wanna remove all risk from life.

over here goes according to tweight... but the system is designed in a way that most kids won't reach the requried weight until they are

get ready for this


about 12 yo.

(unless they are obese, which makes other areas of their life unpleasant)
 
RADAR said:
mark my words....we will be controlled robots by the year 2015

alot of sh@t is gonna happen in those 9 years, i can see it
RADAR
to the government on telling me how to live and raise my children... in the words of Zack de la Rocha... 'fuck you i wont do what you tell me... fuck you i wont do what you tell me.... motherfucker!!!!'

we cant let that shit happen... no fucking way... its bad enough already....
 
theprofessor said:
to the government on telling me how to live and raise my children... in the words of Zack de la Rocha... 'fuck you i wont do what you tell me... fuck you i wont do what you tell me.... motherfucker!!!!'

we cant let that shit happen... no fucking way... its bad enough already....



Amen brother!

RADAR
 
Wulfgar said:
doesnt apply to me


LOL ....... Believe it or not , some of us ( at least me ) were born " before " 1966 !!! little own 1986 ....

On our farm we had no indoor plumbing ( yes folks an outhouse year round ) no central heating ( coal stove ) no electic stove or oven ( everything was cooked on a wood stove ) and most of all no fridge , we had what was called a cold box which was like a small chest with a latching front door that you'd put something like a pie in ....

Our first B&W TV arrived in 1973 ... all of 1 channel , our phone was a party line which for you youngsters means you share a line with ten or more families so if someone down the road was using the phone you could listen to them by picking up the phone .

We survived just fine and wanted for nothing .... people are and always will be creatures of there enviroment . As times change people evolve and change with the times .
 
gotmilk said:
haha...

I saw some kid riding in his mom's minivan today and he was wearing a helmet inside the car.

She must have been a really BAD driver! ;)


Nice post RADAR! :)
 
theprofessor said:
damn... that almost brings tears to my eyes... :)









yes... im in PCT... ;)

lmfao

I started feeling tingly in the chest too
 
Let me hit some of the highlights from my youth. All of this is from when I was probably 10 years old or younger:

The UNSUPERVISED stuff

My mom actually kicked me out of the house and only told me to be back before the street lights came on.

When I stayed with my dad on the weekends/summers, I would go out alone in the woods all day by myself just playing in the streams, running through the woods, generally exploring.

I would ride my bike all over town: swimming pools, public parks, library, courthouse (I'd sit outside and talk to the jailbirds), local diner, etc.

I played with my BB gun. HOLY SHIT! Imagine letting a kid loose with a BB gun today.

Let's see, some other stuff:

Michael Jackson was awesome! I remember seeing the Thriller video at summer camp when I was like 11. VCRs were still a big deal then.

I had a 19" black and white hand me down TV (with no cable) in my room and thought it was great.

There was NEVER soda in the house. The choices were: milk, Kool-Aid, Water and milk. I'm convinced that's why I've never broken a bone in my life despite many severe injuries.

I got in a fight with a neighborhood kid (my friend most of the time, but a bit of a punk). He ran in to tell me mom and she just laughed and told him to go home. No charges were ever filed.

I used to sleep in the back window of my mom's Caprice Classic on long road trips. I still remember the warm sun, the wind blowing (no AC), and the rythmic drone on the highway. Best sleep of my life.
 
"I got in a fight with a neighborhood kid (my friend most of the time, but a bit of a punk). He ran in to tell me mom and she just laughed and told him to go home. No charges were ever filed."

............ NOW IN 2006 .............

Kid goes home and plans to beat your fucking face in and everyone you know .... First off he sneaks back in the middle of the night and fire bombs your house with a jerry can of gas with a flare strapped to the side , something he learned from TV . The next day you get the beating of your life from one of his friends he paid off to do the dirty work he's not tough enough to handle .... when your beat and laying on the ground the spineless bastard comes over and jams you in the side with a box cutter ( learned that one on TV as well ) ...

After your out of the hospital and finished narking on the little shit to the pigs he makes a return to your house with his daddy's shotgun and proceeds to blow a foot round hole through your little sister who answered the door unwittingly .

All this shit is perfectly fine because little johny has seen it on TV a thousand times and become unsensitized to violence ... little johny is no more then the news story of the week .. maybe a 1/4 page newspaper article but he'll be forgotten about in less then a month wher some other haneous little bastard will do something even worse ... but thats ok because they do it on TV all the time .
 
boxerjake said:
Kid goes home and plans to beat your fucking face in and everyone you know .... First off he sneaks back in the middle of the night and fire bombs your house with a jerry can of gas with a flare strapped to the side , something he learned from TV . The next day you get the beating of your life from one of his friends he paid off to do the dirty work he's not tough enough to handle .... when your beat and laying on the ground the spineless bastard comes over and jams you in the side with a box cutter ( learned that one on TV as well ) ...

After your out of the hospital and finished narking on the little shit to the pigs he makes a return to your house with his daddy's shotgun and proceeds to blow a foot round hole through your little sister who answered the door unwittingly .

All this shit is perfectly fine because little johny has seen it on TV a thousand times and become unsensitized to violence ... little johny is no more then the news story of the week .. maybe a 1/4 page newspaper article but he'll be forgotten about in less then a month wher some other haneous little bastard will do something even worse ... but thats ok because they do it on TV all the time .

Actually, here's how the story ended.

We stayed friends through elementary school, mostly because we lived in the same neighborhood. I moved away in middle school but then moved back in high school.

And that's when I fucked his girlfriend! :FRlol:

Maybe I should be worried about revenge.
 
frorider6.2 said:
Actually, here's how the story ended.

We stayed friends through elementary school, mostly because we lived in the same neighborhood. I moved away in middle school but then moved back in high school.

And that's when I fucked his girlfriend! :FRlol:

Maybe I should be worried about revenge.



LOL .... Good form mate !!! Nothing like throwing a fuck into his woman :p
 
Some stuff I remember -- I was born 1965...

I thought "Watergate" was a flood control device.
I had no idea where Saigon was but it was always on the news.
We always imitated Howard Cosell & Mohammed Ali when they were on the TV.
I remember the first TV we got.
I thought disco was cool.
"Kung Fu Fighting" was my favorite song.
I was a member of the KISS ARMY.
I owned bellbottoms the first time they were in style. (They still don't look good on anyone...)
I remember when Adidas first came on the market.
I was a crossing guard in 6th grade - I made sure kids got home safe when they walked home.
We did have central heating & indoor plumbing, however we didn't get a remote control TV until well into the 80s.
My dad still doesn't own a snow blower.
My parents drove station wagons w/ paneling until around 1985.
The first computer my family bought was a Macintosh 2e.
My dad & I used to stay up until 3 am playing "Space Invaders" on Atari.
I started lifting weights before Nautilus eqpt existed.
I was in college when Michael Jackson "Thriller" played on the big screens at the clubs I went to.
I didn't own a car until I was 23.
I missed doing punch cards for computer class in college by 1 semester.

23 yr old guys still think I'm hawt!
 
Ah ... Sassy69 , i got ya by 1 year 1964 LOL

23 year old guys think i'm hot too :) ... to bad i don't swing the bat that way

23 year old girls on the other hand .. take one look at me and run cuz there scared i'll rip them apart or something , funny how just because a guy is built does'nt mean he has a 14 " cock .. human nature i guess

I consider myself lucky to be in the shape i am at my age ... i don't have any friends that share the same passion , there all caught up in the aquisition of posessions and planing for retirement ... maybe someone should mention retirement is no fun without a body that will take you the places you want to go .
 
I remember that I used to play soccer with my buddies at grade 5 until 2 - 3 in the morning and thought nothing of it. I remember being called into the principle's office a few times for cherry bombs or stink bombs but the police was never called. I thought that Weather Attack on the PET computer was the shiznit!
 
Sassy69 said:
I started lifting weights before Nautilus eqpt existed.

You started when you were 8? That stuff has been around since the early 1970s. There was an all-Nautilus gym in my town by 1976-77.
 
Rad post man! yah thats right, I said rad.

I used to put on my superman pajamas and lay on the front dash of my moms Dodge Charger with my feet on the front seat acting like I was flying down the road, while my mom (with her feathered Farrah Fosset hair do) had a Marb 100 hanging out of her mouth with the windows up jammin out to Pat Banatar!!! Yep, those were the days! :)
 
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Mr. dB said:
You started when you were 8? That stuff has been around since the early 1970s. There was an all-Nautilus gym in my town by 1976-77.


OK ya got me - I guess I should say before it existed in my home town...
 
1974 here and yes i wore plaid pants and corduroy's
 
'62 here.
Used to stay out from dawn 'til dusk, all summer long. I always used to get mistaken for anything from Indian, to Arab, to Pakistani, LOL.
Fights ended when someone went down & stayed down. Not when he was beaten into oblivion.
Girls didn't fight, excsept for the occasional hair pulling.
Disco was never really cool ,LOL.
I was havin sex before most of y'all were born.
Bat Out of Hell was an awesome friggin summer.
TV remotes (late '70's) were clunky things attached by cord to the Box on the TV.
No microwaves.
Watchin my Mom dance & sing to the Momma's & the Poppa's newest release.
Skippin through the cow patties.
 
i was doing lawn work the other day and decided to have a flash back and drink from the hose, and you know what? now hose water tastes like SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Awesome post dude. And sooo true. It almost brought a tear to my eye too. Cell phones...suck. Ipod....suck. Video Games...suck. THE INTERNET...SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS And Then Swallows.
 
RADAR said:
FOR THOSE BORN BEFORE 1986


According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were
kids in the 60's, 70's and early 80's probably shouldn't have survived,
because our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based
paint which was promptly chewed and licked. We had no childproof lids on
medicine bottles, or latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine to
play with pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip-flops and
fluorescent 'spokey dokey's' on our wheels. As children, we would ride
in cars with no seat belts or airbags - riding in the passenger seat was
a treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted
the same.

We ate chips, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy juice with sugar
in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside
playing.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no-one
actually died from this.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top
speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After
running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the
problem.

We would leave home in the morning and could play all day, as long as we
were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us and no one
minded.

We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones, no personal computers, no DVDs, no Internet chat rooms.

We had friends - we went outside and found them.

We played elastics and rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt!

We fell out of trees, got cut, and broke bones but there were no law
suits.

We had full on fist fights but no prosecution followed from other
parents.

We played chap-the-door-run-away and were actually afraid of the owners
catching us.

We walked to friends' homes.

We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school; we didn't rely on mummy or
daddy to drive us to school, which was just round the corner.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls.

We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard
of...They actually sided with the law.

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of
innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and
responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

And you're one of them. Congratulations!

Pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow as real kids,
before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.

For those of you who aren't old enough, thought you might like to read
about us.

This my friends, is surprisingly frightening......and it might put a
smile on your face:

The majority of students in universities today were born in
1986........They are called youth.

They have never heard of We are the World, We are the children, and the
Uptown Girl they know is by Westlife not Billy Joel. They have never
heard of Rick Astley, Bananarama, Nena Cherry or Belinda Carlisle.

For them, there has always been only one Germany and one Vietnam.

AIDS has existed since they were born. CD's have existed since they were
born.

Michael Jackson has always been white.

To them John Travolta has always been round in shape and they can't
imagine how this fat guy could be a god of dance.

They believe that Charlie's Angels and Mission Impossible are films from
last year.

They can never imagine life before computers.

They'll never have pretended to be the A Team, RedHand Gang or the
Famous Five.

They'll never have applied to be on Jim'll Fix It or Why Don't You.

They can't believe a black and white television ever existed. And they
will never understand how we could leave the house without a mobile
phone.

Now let's check if we're getting old...

1. You understand what was written above and you smile.

2. You need to sleep more, usually until the afternoon, after a night
out.

3. Your friends are getting married/already married.

4. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably
with computers.

5. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.

6. You remember watching Dirty Den in EastEnders the first time around.

7. You meet your friends from time to time, talking about the good Old
days, repeating again all the funny things you have experienced
together.

8. Having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to some
other friends because you think they will like it too... Yes, you're
getting old!!
__________________
_______________________________________


Right now I'm having amnesia and deja-vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.


Skin up,chill out


RADAR

Nice post. You could use those reasons as an excuse for whatever behavior to those born after 86'.
 
Man that brings back alot of memories! i must have rode my bike a million miles as a kid, walked so much the soles wore through on my shoes. It was a blast to be outside/in the woods all day long just exploring shit and not wanting to go back home when it started getting dark, and i remember the ass whipping if i got home after the street lights came on. The occasional fist fights with the neighborhood kids, all the games played in the street/front yard etc. Now the damn kids these days dont want to leave the damn couch/computer cause its too hot! WTF is that shit? Riding around with my pops in his hotrods wanting to go fast, building go carts out of scrap, mini bikes etc. helmets? what the hell for? Man the good ole days, i miss the hell out of them.
 
Michael Jackson has always been white.


:lmao:

damn I feel old because I can serioulsy relate to many of those statements. I remember waking at 7am and not getting back in the house until lunch, grabing a ham sandwich and a juice and then not returning until sunset.
 
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