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Quote from: Celticgoddess on March 31, 2011, 01:21:45 PMBirthday cakes with coins baked inside. You got to keep any money that you found in your piece of cake. Nothing says safety like baking choking hazards inside food. Gotta love the 70's. Oh, I remember some bonbons that I ate in the 70's. They were read and made my shit look like blood. We were on vacation, but my dad drove me over 100 kms home to town to the hospital to find out that it was nothing wrong with me. They don't make any nice colourants that colours your piss and shit anymore either.
Birthday cakes with coins baked inside. You got to keep any money that you found in your piece of cake. Nothing says safety like baking choking hazards inside food. Gotta love the 70's.
Quote from: TheoK on March 31, 2011, 01:37:18 PMQuote from: Celticgoddess on March 31, 2011, 01:21:45 PMBirthday cakes with coins baked inside. You got to keep any money that you found in your piece of cake. Nothing says safety like baking choking hazards inside food. Gotta love the 70's. Oh, I remember some bonbons that I ate in the 70's. They were read and made my shit look like blood. We were on vacation, but my dad drove me over 100 kms home to town to the hospital to find out that it was nothing wrong with me. They don't make any nice colourants that colours your piss and shit anymore either. My mother never allowed colored cereals in the house because of the big 1970s Red Dye #2 cancer scare. We had good cereal, but none of the cartoony stuff advertised on TV. One of my big childhood adventures was the two-course breakfast of colored cereals that I ate one morning when I was away at Girl Scout camp! The milk turned beige and then pink. It was a whole new experience!
Quote from: MidlifeAspie on March 31, 2011, 01:12:36 PMQuote from: PPK on March 31, 2011, 01:04:05 PMThat ^^^ is good education. By the time I was in college I was defleshing and disarticulating dog and cat skeletons. A good education, but not one that screams "normal". Was that in the context of your college courses, or was it just your hobby at the time? Should I be afraid?
Quote from: PPK on March 31, 2011, 01:04:05 PMThat ^^^ is good education. By the time I was in college I was defleshing and disarticulating dog and cat skeletons. A good education, but not one that screams "normal".
That ^^^ is good education.
Quote from: couldbecousin on March 31, 2011, 01:41:46 PMQuote from: TheoK on March 31, 2011, 01:37:18 PMQuote from: Celticgoddess on March 31, 2011, 01:21:45 PMBirthday cakes with coins baked inside. You got to keep any money that you found in your piece of cake. Nothing says safety like baking choking hazards inside food. Gotta love the 70's. Oh, I remember some bonbons that I ate in the 70's. They were read and made my shit look like blood. We were on vacation, but my dad drove me over 100 kms home to town to the hospital to find out that it was nothing wrong with me. They don't make any nice colourants that colours your piss and shit anymore either. My mother never allowed colored cereals in the house because of the big 1970s Red Dye #2 cancer scare. We had good cereal, but none of the cartoony stuff advertised on TV. One of my big childhood adventures was the two-course breakfast of colored cereals that I ate one morning when I was away at Girl Scout camp! The milk turned beige and then pink. It was a whole new experience! My Aunt had a mastectomy last week and I was her caregiver when she came home from the hospital. The day before surgery they inject her with nuke meds. Made her pee really bright green. I told her she was peeing kryptonite.
Quote from: couldbecousin on March 31, 2011, 01:21:56 PMQuote from: MidlifeAspie on March 31, 2011, 01:12:36 PMQuote from: PPK on March 31, 2011, 01:04:05 PMThat ^^^ is good education. By the time I was in college I was defleshing and disarticulating dog and cat skeletons. A good education, but not one that screams "normal". Was that in the context of your college courses, or was it just your hobby at the time? Should I be afraid? Both. I was pre-vet for a few years, and worked as a veterinary nurse for a decade or so. Canine and Feline anatomy, physiology, chemistry and medicine has been a special interest of mine for a lot of years.
Quote from: odeon on March 31, 2011, 11:35:09 AMOur Mercedes back in the 60s didn't have seat belts installed. When I was three or four my dad used to take me with him into town. I would sit in the front, next to him, without any kind of protection. Back then it was the normal state of things but today the naysayers would get their knickers in a twist and my dad would probably be jailed for endangering my life. Kids are required to wear helmets to ride bicycles in most states now.
Our Mercedes back in the 60s didn't have seat belts installed. When I was three or four my dad used to take me with him into town. I would sit in the front, next to him, without any kind of protection. Back then it was the normal state of things but today the naysayers would get their knickers in a twist and my dad would probably be jailed for endangering my life.
I can do upside down chocolate moo things!
Rotary phones. I still have one and it works from the 1940's
Quote from: parts on March 31, 2011, 03:44:16 PMRotary phones. I still have one and it works from the 1940'sI liked those. I didn't know they still worked with current telecommunications.
Quote from: MidlifeAspie on March 31, 2011, 03:52:24 PMQuote from: parts on March 31, 2011, 03:44:16 PMRotary phones. I still have one and it works from the 1940'sI liked those. I didn't know they still worked with current telecommunications.For now they still work in my area, not sure how much longer they will though
Automated drip coffee pots came out? We never used a percolator, just Mom standing at the stove, dripping the water over the grounds into the white enamel coffee pot. Dad gave her one for Christmas and she was free, free, free.