College Students Not Mailing Absentee Ballots Because They Don’t Know Where to Buy Stamps

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This is right wing news. ONE college in Fairfax county Virginia has a problem with purchasing stamps. In the far right wing mind that means ALL colleges and universities in the US have the exact same problem.

Whatever.
 
I wish I could say I was surprised. Most kids have never sent a letter or even written one by hand. They only understand email. Who can blame them. Parents today are so over protective they never learn any thing. I had the cops called on me once because my 130 pound ten year old was mowing the grass. I guess that was child abuse. I bet they would have shit to see the things we did as kids. I had a 17 year in my kitchen not very long ago who had never even made him self MacNcheese. He could not belive I was going to let him help cook. I handed him a parring knife to peal the apples for an apple crisp. He looked at me like I was allowing him to break the law. This seventeen year old honor student was not allowed to opperate a knife in his own kitchen. WTF We have raised a generation of scared idiots. Mommy would not let him change his own guitar strings for fear of I can not figure out what. I hate to say it but I think this speaks volumes of how it is parents fault. What the fuck is mom and dad doing at home?

Funny us Baby Boomers made it through no seat belts, shooting guns, playing outside all day, 2nd hand smoke, etc.


Anyone remember that fun family game called Lawn Darts? How about those hard plastic balls on the end of 2 strings joined together by a ring called Wacky Clackers?

Probably 2 of the most dangerous "toys" ever invented.
Played the shit out of lawn darts. Saw the clackers but I do not remember playing with them. I am not even going to begin describing the dangerous shit I did as a kid. I survide it all though. I told some dudes up in Port Clinton some of the crazy things I did as a kid. Those drunk fuckers decided they needed to try some of it. I had some pissed off wives to deal with. I guess I made them sound to fun. They pretty much were.

I had one or two of the Wacky Clackers. Got 'em at Shakey's Pizza (yeah, I'm that old). Get 'em going fast enough, they sound like a machine gun. BUT, if you weren't well practiced with them, when you tried to go fast, you'd miss, and hit your arm or head.

Get 'em going fast enough, for long enough, they EXPLODE all over the place, and you can end up with shrapnel.[/QUOTE]
Shakeys huh! You must be a west coast boy. I do not remember them being around here but I saw them in the LA area back in the day.
 
I wish I could say I was surprised. Most kids have never sent a letter or even written one by hand. They only understand email. Who can blame them. Parents today are so over protective they never learn any thing. I had the cops called on me once because my 130 pound ten year old was mowing the grass. I guess that was child abuse. I bet they would have shit to see the things we did as kids. I had a 17 year in my kitchen not very long ago who had never even made him self MacNcheese. He could not belive I was going to let him help cook. I handed him a parring knife to peal the apples for an apple crisp. He looked at me like I was allowing him to break the law. This seventeen year old honor student was not allowed to opperate a knife in his own kitchen. WTF We have raised a generation of scared idiots. Mommy would not let him change his own guitar strings for fear of I can not figure out what. I hate to say it but I think this speaks volumes of how it is parents fault. What the fuck is mom and dad doing at home?

Funny us Baby Boomers made it through no seat belts, shooting guns, playing outside all day, 2nd hand smoke, etc.


Anyone remember that fun family game called Lawn Darts? How about those hard plastic balls on the end of 2 strings joined together by a ring called Wacky Clackers?

Probably 2 of the most dangerous "toys" ever invented.
Played the shit out of lawn darts. Saw the clackers but I do not remember playing with them. I am not even going to begin describing the dangerous shit I did as a kid. I survide it all though. I told some dudes up in Port Clinton some of the crazy things I did as a kid. Those drunk fuckers decided they needed to try some of it. I had some pissed off wives to deal with. I guess I made them sound to fun. They pretty much were.

I had one or two of the Wacky Clackers. Got 'em at Shakey's Pizza (yeah, I'm that old). Get 'em going fast enough, they sound like a machine gun. BUT, if you weren't well practiced with them, when you tried to go fast, you'd miss, and hit your arm or head.

Get 'em going fast enough, for long enough, they EXPLODE all over the place, and you can end up with shrapnel.
Shakeys huh! You must be a west coast boy. I do not remember them being around here but I saw them in the LA area back in the day.[/QUOTE]


Nope, not a west coast boy. Came from the mountains of Montana and Colorado.
 

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