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Danged Kids Today !!!

WeedWrapperMan said:
I remember the rocks and dirt clumps. Anyone remember the Lizard Jerky found in Brick Weed? I once found a bird skeleton in a 5 Lb. Mini Bale.
I would think twice before smoking bud that had a bird corpse in it, that can't be too healthy for ya...
Anyways, I've heard my grandpas stories on how much life sucked when he was a kid and all that, I just hope when I get old I don't nag my grandparents like mine do me -_-
 
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minds_I said:
In truth, my dad and his family went through the Depression and it was very hard lean times then came the early war years.

Yeah same here. I used to hear the old man talking about how good us kids had it now [mid 60s] & that when HE was a kid, they couldn't even afford meat for dinner & they lived off what my grandparents grew in their garden.
I remember thinking, "How many times do I gotta hear this?", but as I got older, I realized we did have it pretty damn good compared to what people went thru from 1929 to the end of WW2. :badday: :fsu:
 

minds_I

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Hello all,


pieceofmyheart said:
Life didnt suck when I was growing up, I really wish my kids got to grow up like I did. Back then....well it was simpler times.

Wasn't it so-I remember playing baseball, dodgeball, hide & seek. Doorbell ditchum. I remember the ice cream truck. I remember swimming with a dozen other kids on the block. Riding bikes and running.

Ah, but that is gone now.

So I do what I can to make my hamburger of a life into a tasty cheeseburger.

minds_I
 

naga_sadu

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Back in MY day we choked on shit weed that was 90% seeds and stems and we LIKED it !!!!!! Once back in the '60's I was smokin' on a piece of hash for a week before I figured out it was just a cat turd!

Daamn man, that's harsh :yoinks:

I guess we smoking S. Asians in the 70s musta been REALLY spoilt :D We could buy some quality bhang (weed), w/a health ministry safety stamp (No pesticides used in growing) in almost any shop or even hit some temples and get a few "packets" free :joint: We could smoke right outside of the school, government employees (had no formal private sector back in 70s) would be puffing away to glory inside their offices and tending to business nationwide, pretty much. And...yes, growing! If you were too broke to buy a piece of land, you could occupy government owned land and farm anything on it (bhang included) provided you didn't do sales. So damn dude, we musta been one helluva lot of spoilt fucks... :joint:

No we had to turn the dial ourselves....and we liked it. And it was ok, because we did'nt have 357 channels to choose from-no, we have 3. Thats right three.

Oh yes. TVs. In my home state, we started seeing b&w TV sets hit the shelves in the 70s. I remember the waiting list. We had to queue up for YEARS to get a TV sanctioned to us. Yea, we had only 1 channel, but had a program from morning to evening which taught people how to grow :joint: So, cool...

The lasagna was a 55 minute ordeal in a pre-heated oven to about 400 degrees. Then you'd have to let it sit & cool. What now takes about 15 minutes to go from freezer to belly, was an hour & a 1/2 in the pre-microwave days.

We didn't have ovens then. That was the "Pre-oven" era. A meal took 4-5 hours to complete. Clay pots. Bringing in firewood from the hills in a Jawa bike. Of course the extended family and the immediate family all lived under a single roof, so food was never really a problem. And fuck, it was TASTY!

Damn, the goats grazing in the compound, the chicken farm, the family butcher...shit, that setup was tight. The cousins and aunts used to make shit like cheese, etc., whereas the uncles used to prep the goats for getting grubbed. No refrigerator, every meal was fresh.

------Oh yes. Schools. School carricula didn't involve so much "academics" - it was ALOT more practical. When learning agro science, we actually had to camp out in a communal farm and help out and learn things "hands on" and not thru some powerpoint slides w/ slick animations.

Damn, this post made me era sick!! Well, I live in a rural atmosphere so lotsa elements of "the days" are still around, but seriously, the expernences we had in 70s was really fullfilling and made us complete people.
 
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sherlockk

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yeah i must say.. growing up in this generation sucks.. i really wish i lived back when living was 'hard'. fuck most these kids these days.. fun to me is walking around in the woods baked off my ass.. getting shot at.. thats fucking fun.
 

Pops

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I was born near the end of WW2. My folks divorced when I was three and fought for custody for 9 years. When I was 12, a Judge took my sis and I into his office and told us to choose which parent we were going to live with. I didn't see my father your 6 years after that. My mom married a man 5 years younger who only had a 9th grade education, but was one of the smartest men that i have known. He could lay bricks, was an apprentice stonemason, could do carpentry and became a heavy-duty truck mechanic. He was also an excellent amateur artist. Before they were married, my Mom supported my sis and I on $300 a month that she made a a secretary. Her boss, the president of an insurance company, made the incredible sum of $1000 per month. I vowed that I too would someday make $12,000 a year, and I did too. Unfortunately by the time I made that kind of money, I was married, had 4 kids of my own, and $12,000 was below the poverty level. Growing up as a kid, we went deer and duck hunting every year. We never got less that 2 deer a year and we raised a calf to butcher each year. We had 13 fruit trees, a eighth of an acre garden, a grape arbor(we made our own wine) and several berry bushes. We ate steak a couple times a week and I was about 17 when I finally discovered that we were poor. I always thought that everyone ate as well as we did, but found out later that this was not true.I always worked as a kid. I picked potatoes in Idaho for 6 cents for a 50 lb. bag. If you picked 5000 lb. of potatoes a day, you could make $6 a day. I bought my first BB gun with that money. My greatest regret as a parent is that I never taught many of those survival skills to my children, as I didn't feel that they would need them. My Mom is 80 now.. think I will call her and thank her once again for all her love and sacrifices... before it is too late.. My Dad died 21 years ago, and I regret that I never gor to tell him one last time that I loved him.. Won't make that mistake again.
 

glock23

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Some great stories in here. Being a young'n, I can't really leave you with one of my own, but I enjoyed reading through this thread. :)
 
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My dad said back in the 70's his cat mohammud ate a whole ounce of columbian, then ate a whole bag of catfood and later puked it all back up.
 

Patsheba

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My favorite old days memory are no drug test for pot and smoking areas. And the variety of drugs available very reasonably.

It's too depressing to even elaborate further like on $2 concerts (Sticks, Credence Clearwater, Ted Nugent, Mason Profitt....), but the big groups, like Who and Beatles costing $3 (and we thought that was a ripoff). Or $6 for floor Zepplin seats. Nowadays we have had to pay $100 to $200 a ticket for shows.

I'm looking forward to having smoked enough one day to hallucinate and believe its back in the old days.

I agree that kids got it too easy nowadays. They all seem to think that Spring and Summer breaks are "vacation breaks". They have no idea that the Spring Break tradition was for going home and plowing and planting. And summer break was later, and for weeding and harvest. They are growing up knowing that anything can be obtained at the mall or supermarket with a plastic card. :confused:

But what's up with us? I thought our generation would have pot legal everywhere by now. Better luck to them.
 
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Patsheba said:
But what's up with us? I thought our generation would have pot legal everywhere by now. Better luck to them.

Truer words were never spoken. I was living in CO in 74 when they 1st decriminalized 'under an oz' = $25 citation. I figured any day now & the legalization isn't far behind. :confused:

32 yrs later....still waiting. :fsu: :chin: :joint:
 

KGB47

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I'm not so sure kids today have it over us old folks. Any of you remember the true Thai sticks or the opiated Thai? Dark brown, very sweet smelling weed wrapped around a 8" stick.Tasted awesome, with a stone I still miss to this day. The only drawback was you sometimes got more stick than Thai...lol Todays young whipper-snappers will never know that so that's one for the geezers. We had real Columbian Gold buds, the original Maui Wowee, the kids today only have shallow imitations. I've picked my share of stems and seeds out of mexican pot too, back when a dimebag was the width of a finger all the way across the bottom of the baggy, and even then I was glad to get it. I'm getting reminiscent, I'd better stop...lol
 
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KGB47 said:
I'm not so sure kids today have it over us old folks. Any of you remember the true Thai sticks or the opiated Thai? Dark brown, very sweet smelling weed wrapped around a 8" stick.Tasted awesome, with a stone I still miss to this day. The only drawback was you sometimes got more stick than Thai...lol Todays young whipper-snappers will never know that so that's one for the geezers. We had real Columbian Gold buds, the original Maui Wowee, the kids today only have shallow imitations. I've picked my share of stems and seeds out of mexican pot too, back when a dimebag was the width of a finger all the way across the bottom of the baggy, and even then I was glad to get it. I'm getting reminiscent, I'd better stop...lol

1st off, props to Patsheba & the Burnout Brigade 1972. Code name: Head Cheese. Those were the daze, weren't they? :wave: :joint:

KGB, I'm in total agreement. I remember if you only had $5 for a nickel-bag & it was the amount fit into a shotglass. 3 & 4-finger 'lids' were $15-$20 & some ass-kickin Michoacan or Oaxacan. These kids think Mexican = schwagg & nothing could be farther from the truth. At least, then.
Those Thai Sticks you mention....if that was circa 1971, could've been the same mind-numbing Sticks we were getting in Chicago. 3 huge hits & you were totalled for 3 hours!! :yoinks: Beautiful stuff, but more expensive than what we were used to. $13/Stick compared to $20 for a 4-finger lid of some Jamaican Ganj.
Then around mid-70s, the Colombian influx!! Santa Marta Red Bud, Colombian Gold Bud & only 2 times have I ever smoked this next 1, which was SO killer -- Panama Red!! Never could get much, but when we did, holy shit!! :woohoo:

Another ride down Memory Lane. :chin: :joint:
 

Patsheba

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I remember those Thai sticks! We had a connection at Great Lakes Naval Base that used to bring us Thai (always kept on the sticks, never compacted for shipment), and Indian hash all the time! And Panama Red was red, and Acapulco gold was gold.... I even had a military treat of Black African that was killer!

Discussing this stuff tho, makes me feel old and a has been at 50ish. Been checking out a pot commune in Australia, but don't have enough posts to post link. Thinking of getting into politics, there doesn't seem to be any drug testing in that profession, you see. Or going back to school to become an auditor, and volunteer to audit public officials' taxes.
 
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