Back in my day!

[Northwind]

Back in my day:

We didn't have all these fancy-dancy computers. We were entertained by staring at rocks. That was enough for us!

We didn't have all this hoity-toity gourmet food. We ate sticks and leaves and we liked it!

We didn't have all these complicated "video games." If we needed to kill something we went out and did it with a club or large stick. We didn't waste our time pretending to kill things.

We didn't drive all these fancy-pants auto-carriages. We walked wherever we needed to go.

We also didn't cotton to these new-fangled "shoes" they have these days. We wandered around barefoot until our feet wore away and we were walking on bloody stumps.

Yep, kids these days are getting soft. For us it was nothing but staring at rocks, eating sticks, killing stuff, and walking on our bloody stumps. That's the way it was and we liked it! Pansies.

[Serge]

Then maybe you should change your title, to senior citizen, instead of senior member. In MY day we have learned not to respect our elders so, sorry, you old fart.

[thrdflrmshr]

You sound like Cranky Kong from the Donkey Kong Country series of videogames on SNES.

[Yuratart1]

haha he is probably a 20 y.o guy.


sorry if everyone knows how old he is..i dont really post on here

*ashamed*

[Northwind]

Back in my day,

We not only respected our elders, we had to lick their boots. And not just the top of their boots, but the bottoms too. And we didn't spend our time blabbering with some strange talking gorilla like creatures. No siree, if we wanted to talk, we had to write the president and ask permission. Which was OK with us, because our mouths were too full of dirt from all that boot licking anyways. That's how it was and we liked it! Impudent whippersnappers!
*cough, cough, hack . . . pounds on chest to clear throat and get heart started again*

[Yuratart1]

Man...if i was that old i would have a pet rock


Do YOU have a pet rock? if so what is his name?

[Cephas]

Northwind is lucky. When I was his age, my daddy used to beat me. When he got too tired, he'd make me beat myself!

Gotta love Wierd Al...

[Medemia]

Northwind:
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.

Yuratart1:
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!

Cephas:
Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.

Medemia:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

[Tama Drummer]

Originally posted by Medemia
Medemia:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.
Ah, so your from the good old days, eh?

[Northwind]

Medemia you lucky, lucky bastard,

What I wouldn't have given to have a sweet cup o' nourishing sulfuric acid. And a mere 29 hour work day? Pure luxury! And to have your parents sing to your deceased corpse? You were a stone-cold spoiled brat compared to me.

Back in my day, we didn't have any such mollycoddling. We were dismembered before we even got up in the morning. Then we had to reattach our limbs and work a 35 hour day in the coal mines. When we finally came home for dinner it was nothing but a thimble-full of arsenic and we were off to sleep on the bits of broken glass we used as mattresses. That's the way it was and we liked it!

[thrdflrmshr]

Originally posted by Medemia
Northwind:
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.

Yuratart1:
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!

Cephas:
Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.

Medemia:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

And ya try and tell that t'the youth of t'day, and they just won't believe ya.

Ah, a fellow Monty Python fan. The Four Yorkshiremen, a great skit indeed.

I'd like to purchase an argument.

[Lich]

back in the day people were straight *sigh*...

[ck1]

back in the day i was straight*sigh*........

[Office_Shredder]

Hell, back in my day it was.... wait, today IS my day.... never mind, carry on...:o

[abyaly]

northwind, you lucky bastard. back in my day, we had to walk thirty miles uphill (both ways) to work in the radium mines every day -- we had to walk on our buttocks, because our legs had long fallen off from the radiation; what i would have given for stumps! we didnt have the luxury of parents, because they had already fallen to pieces from radiation. we didnt get any of the sweet nectar you call arsenic to drink - we lived entirely off the radiation from the mines. and to top that, we had to dig in the mines with our bare hands! we didnt have fingernails or teeth in those days, so you have it easy.

[Hugh Junit]

Well, back in MY day, the earth was a formless, lifeless, black void. Then suddenly, there was light and a voice boomed over the darkness. I remember it clear as a bell, even though I had not yet been created. The voice said " Hugh, I command you to rise". Next thing I knew, I was crawling out of a stinking tar pit, buck naked. " What is my purpose?" I asked the voice.
It responded " Your destiny is to rule over this planet I have created. You will have the sun to warm you and the stars to guide you at night. I will give you air to breathe and water to drink and plants and animals to feed and serve you. I will also give you a mate."
I tell ya, those were the days! Now I have a shitty job and my wife breaks my balls 24/7 * slowly reaches for beer *

[abyaly]

Originally posted by Hugh Junit
Well, back in MY day, the earth was a formless, lifeless, black void. Then suddenly, there was light and a voice boomed over the darkness. I remember it clear as a bell, even though I had not yet been created. The voice said " Hugh, I command you to rise". Next thing I knew, I was crawling out of a stinking tar pit, buck naked. " What is my purpose?" I asked the voice.
It responded " Your destiny is to rule over this planet I have created. You will have the sun to warm you and the stars to guide you at night. I will give you air to breathe and water to drink and plants and animals to feed and serve you. I will also give you a mate."
I tell ya, those were the days! Now I have a shitty job and my wife breaks my balls 24/7 * slowly reaches for beer *
back in my day, we didnt have planets to stand on, sunlight to warm us, stars to guide us at night, air to breath, water to drink, or animals to feed and serve us. sure, we had wives, but a wife is pretty useless once part of you falls off. what i would have given for a tar pit! no matter how bad it smelled.

[Bottle]

Originally posted by Northwind
Back in my day:

We also didn't cotton to these new-fangled "shoes" they have these days. We wandered around barefoot until our feet wore away and we were walking on bloody stumps.

Originally posted by Northwind
Back in my day,

We not only respected our elders, we had to lick their boots. And not just the top of their boots, but the bottoms too.

The elders had boots, but you didn't? That's harsh.:D

[Duffman]

Awww bottle i read the whole thread to find out noone picked the boots/no boots joke and i get to the last post and its there... It was MY turn to be nit picky.

Back in my day if i didn't finish my juicy steak and baked potatos i wouldn't get dessert. Imagine what kind of hell that it!

[Northwind]

Back in my day,

We didn't dare point out when our elders' statements completely contradicted each other. :o If we did, we would have been beaten with a red-hot iron rod until our outsides looked like our insides.

As for you Abyaly, you fortunate son of a bitch, what I wouldn't have given to work in a radium mine. We had to mine coal out of the formlessness of empty space, in temperatures hovering around absolute zero with naught but the heat from the red hot iron we were being beaten with to warm us.

And the rest of you with your wives and beer and tar pits and steak and potatoes, you don't know what true suffering is. We were happy for our daily flailings and grateful when allowed to sup on our dinners of cyanide and strychnine. You kids have it easy these days and you don't appreciate nothin'.

[Bottle]

You think you have it hard? Back in my day, we had to talk to DWarrior for 3 hours a day!

[Northwind]

we had to talk to DWarrior for 3 hours a day!
Oh My God! That totally trumps anything I had to put up with. I'm so, so sorry, Bottle!
(BTW - Welcome back!) :)

[Bottle]

:)

Glad to be back. You know, back in my day before I left, I was a bona fide post whore with 40 ppd, now it's down to only 22. Omega, how about an hour of constant three word storying?:D

[thrdflrmshr]

You filthy hoe.

[Omega_Paladin]

Let's see if we can boost that to above 400 eh :D? Actually I am work right now, and can't post whore for another 3 hours, I am just using my lunch break to post a few messages :)

[Bottle]

Damn! I have exams tomorrow, so I have to get some sleep soon... I think I'll start revising soon, too. Maybe on Saturday.

[Lord Achilles]

You lucky sons of bitches! I'd give anything for the luxurie's you guys had! Northwind, at least you had bloody stumps to walk on! At birth they hacked off my legs entirely, and they couldn't be bloody either, because they shot me up with led every half hour! And for fun my parents would peel off my skin and role me in a tub of salt, and I liked it! Acid to drink! What I would've given to be able to sit down with a nice cup of acid! I had to drink napalm! And I was greatful to have even that! And for dinner every night, I had a big 'ol helpin' of Agent Orange, and I thought it was great! You ungreatful bastards!

[ArcPaladinZero]

Yeah back in the day... I remember well... not really back in December when I got here. I've seen people come and go. Anywho, I just wanted to say, sweet banner Ach, but for some odd reason I don't recall Bills saying that... I think you just replaced my name with yours.

[Omega_Paladin]

HA! All you young pissants talking about suffering! You don't know nuthin about sufferin! I had NO arms or legs, and had to roll on my tortured body 900 MILES everyday and back, uphill both ways, just so I could beg for whippings!

[Lord Achilles]

Omega you can't complain! At least you have the dancing banana, be greatful for him!

[Bottle]

These are all nothing to having to talk to DWarrior... I've been mentally destroyed by that. My soul has been shriveled up, my heart has been tainted, and my brain reduced to gibbering.

Back in my day, we were locked in a room with Bubba for a break!

[Ark Knight]

Originally posted by Bottle
Back in my day, we were locked in a room with Bubba for a break!
Bubba? Hubba Bubba?

[Lord Achilles]

Uhhh.....just think prison....if you don't get it that is.

[thrdflrmshr]

Anyone seen American History X? If that doesn't make you afraid of jail, I don't know what will.

[Northwind]

Back in MY day, we didn't have a conversation in the Random Discussion thread that was almost an exact replica of a thread from over a year earlier. :cool:

[Lonely Tylenol]

Nyeh, back in my day, we didn't have any of your namby-pamby thread bumping! If you wanted to bump a thread, you had to beg for permission, and even then the punishment was death! And not these sissy, new-fangled modernized deaths, you were drawn and quartered and fed to rabid dinosaurs! Big ones, too, with teeth the size of your arm and brains the size of a toenail! Lucky punks!

[Jeffery]

Back in MY day we didn;t have threads. We had to walk 20 miles, uphill, in 10 feet of snow, just to leave a note on the board.

[Warcow]

Ha! Did anyone else notice Northy changed from Skyblue to deepskyblue?

[Godmic18]

Back in my day we played Pac Man and Centipede.

[Jeffery]

Back in my day, we didn;t have any blue. Or red or grean or yellow for that matter. Everything was black and white, and we were happy to see it too!

[Dove]

Back in my day, black and white hated each other and refused to cooperate! Can you believe it? Leaving a note was impossible, because black wouldn't been seen on white! And do you think you can spot a white note on white background anyways?

...or maybe that was the 60's I'm thinking of...

[Hugh Junit]

Back in my day we played Pac Man and Centipede.


No you didn't.
That was in MY day.
:cool:

[_Thunder_]

Back in my day, they hadent even produced the cookie!

[Jeffery]

No you didn't.
That was in MY day.
:cool:
I have Pac-Man on a Commodore 64.

[Medemia]

Back in my day, we didn't have all these new fan-dangled smilies. You were stuck with regular bad drawings on notes written on blocks of clay that had to be fired for hours on end before you were able to pass a note to your tribal acquaintance (this was before there were any friends), where the tribal teacher (in my tribe it was OMK) took the note and tried to figure out what it said since there was no formal writing yet. And when he made up his own story of what it said, he sent the rock home with me to give it to my parents who used it to cut open tubers and tree branches for dinner, which really was just the only meal of the day. We called it dinner because it rhymed with thinner and that's what we became after eating them tubers and branches.

I remember when pacman and centipede came out. Those were the good games with no plots, no graphics, but addiction none-the-less.

[Swartzstrom]

Back in my day, we didn't have these new-fangled Ar Cditining sysms. Back in my day, we didn't have mosue trps. Back in my day, we didn't have hir slons. Back in my day, we didn't have mrrirs. Back in my day, we didn't these new-fangled thingies called clths. We wore beast skins, and we liked it!

[Northwind]

Back in my day, we didn't have these new-fangled Ar Cditining sysms. Back in my day, we didn't have mosue trps. Back in my day, we didn't have hir slons. Back in my day, we didn't have mrrirs. Back in my day, we didn't these new-fangled thingies called clths. We wore beast skins, and we liked it!
Apparently, back in your day they didn't have any vowels either. :dry:

[Tag Captain]

Back in my day, this thread would have become hilarious all over again. Unfortunately, we're now stuck with newbs with no sense of humour at all and just one or two veterans who know what those golden days were like...

Ah, back in the days I had 40 ppd... :)

[Medemia]

Back in my day, we knew what the Bottle was all about, post-whoring and sleeping while in school. Now the Bottle is all sivilized and proper and trying to get two accounts to 9,999. Ah, those were the good ole days.

[Tag Captain]

Two accounts to 9,999? Nah. I don't have the patience with the newbs of today. Now, if it were back in my day, I'd go for 3 accounts with 9,999...

[arendt]

In Soviet Russia, using colored text was considered treason.

[Vash2000]

This is spam.

[Kyir]

Then maybe you should change your title, to senior citizen, instead of senior member. In MY day we have learned not to respect our elders so, sorry, you old fart.


yhea' elders suck

[Tag Captain]

This is spam.
Anyone want to have a go before me?

*Goes to look for flamethrower and old n00b hunter's license*

[Realist]

Back in my day, we had nice homes and well-made cars and great computers with fast internet connections. We had microwaves and toaster ovens so we didn't have to actually cook, dishawashers so we never had to actually wash dishes, washing/drying machines so we never had to actually wash clothes. We went to good schools and had good jobs which paid pretty well. We had unique friends and hot girlfriends. We had well-off parents to throw around money when we wanted something. We could even control the temperatures we lived in, so never much had to worry about cold or hot except when we went outside, which we did often, since the weather was pleasant most of the time. We had indoor toilets and plumbing and hot showers. We had refridgeration and could eat most food 365 days a year--not only did we never go hungry, we rarely had to even eat something we disliked. We had powerful medicine to help us when we were sick, and other powerful chemicals to make us happy whenever we felt down. Things were all around pretty good. :)

I feel sorry for you all. :( I wonder what you people did wrong in those days. We must've grown a lot more intellligent in the intervening years.

[abyaly]

Damn, he's on a higher level of karma than the rest of us. I move to form an angry mob and unseat xyx from his pinnacle of enlightenment. If we don't he'll reach nirvanna first and rub it in our faces for our entire after-existence!

[Cephas]

Back in my day, we had nice homes and well-made cars and great computers with fast internet connections. We had microwaves and toaster ovens so we didn't have to actually cook, dishawashers so we never had to actually wash dishes, washing/drying machines so we never had to actually wash clothes. We went to good schools and had good jobs which paid pretty well. We had unique friends and hot girlfriends. We had well-off parents to throw around money when we wanted something. We could even control the temperatures we lived in, so never much had to worry about cold or hot except when we went outside, which we did often, since the weather was pleasant most of the time. We had indoor toilets and plumbing and hot showers. We had refridgeration and could eat most food 365 days a year--not only did we never go hungry, we rarely had to even eat something we disliked. We had powerful medicine to help us when we were sick, and other powerful chemicals to make us happy whenever we felt down. Things were all around pretty good. :)

I feel sorry for you all. :( I wonder what you people did wrong in those days. We must've grown a lot more intellligent in the intervening years.
Sucks to be you. With parents that throw money around whenever we want something, we never really learn to work for it, and thus, never truly learn to appreciate something. In my day, I had parents that made me earn what I wanted, and denied what I wasn't willing to work for.

[arendt]

Back in MY day we didn;t have threads. We had to walk 20 miles, uphill, in 10 feet of snow, just to leave a note on the board.
Back in my day, the only "threads" were those we wove (in 18 hour shifts) on the loom.

[Tag Captain]

Sucks to be you. With parents that throw money around whenever we want something, we never really learn to work for it, and thus, never truly learn to appreciate something. In my day, I had parents that made me earn what I wanted, and denied what I wasn't willing to work for.
OWNED.

[Swartzstrom]

Back in my day, the only person with a Pikachu Avatar was Bottle. ;)

EDIT: Yo, Bottle. The neg rep thing, I'm just saying, I know you are Bottle. I guess it was a bad joke. Let me stick a smilie up there.

[MokoToko]

In the future, we have to work for robots, but not just your everyday robots, the kind that poke and prod in all your nooks and crannys while you suck oil out of the ground with a very long straw!

[Swartzstrom]

Back in my day, we didn't have chairs, we had rocks. Back in my day, we didn't have houses, we had caves! Back in my day, we didn't have swords, we had clubs! Back in my day, we didn't have video games, we had the coloseum!

Anyone want to have a go before me?

*Goes to look for flamethrower and old n00b hunter's license*

*Hands TC flamethrower and old n00b hunter's license*

[Glamdring]

Ha! Did anyone else notice Northy changed from Skyblue to deepskyblue?
Ummm... you just now noticed that?

I've been pining over the skyblue for a long time. He had one other color of blue in there as well, at one point. The original always was the best. *sniff*

Back in my day, colors didn't exist. Everything was black and white, and sometimes the reception wasn't too good either. You sometimes had to climb up to the top of the hill and wiggle the antenna. Through 20 feet of snow. Uphill both ways. In 150 degree weather.

[Zeratul]

colors, colors, back in my day we diden't have these fangled "forums" or the "web" hell if we walked to talk to each other we had to run up the highest hill and yell as loud as we could, or use smoke signials.

[Swartzstrom]

I swore my undying loyalty to you and Ach in your New Order thread, Glammy.

[Northwind]

I swore my undying loyalty to you and Ach in your New Order thread, Glammy.
Back in MY day, no one would dare to swear loyalty to any but the Mighty Northwind.

I guess it's not my day anymore.

*sigh* :cray:

[Swartzstrom]

Back in MY day, no one would dare to swear loyalty to any but the Mighty Northwind.

I guess it's not my day anymore.

*sigh* :cray:

You know what I've got to say to that?

*bleep* your day. ;)

[MokoToko]

Back in MY day, no one would dare to swear loyalty to any but the Mighty Northwind.

I guess it's not my day anymore.

*sigh* :cray:

*swears loyalty to Northwind*

[Ignition]

You know what I've got to say to that?

*bleep* your day. ;)
True. As it is now a new generations day, but I still like older people more then the over weight ADD kids that will some day make the world go round, or not

[Realist]

Sucks to be you. With parents that throw money around whenever we want something, we never really learn to work for it, and thus, never truly learn to appreciate something. In my day, I had parents that made me earn what I wanted, and denied what I wasn't willing to work for.

:rolleyes:

In my day, people totally didn't understand even my clearly-written writing...

[Serge]

Back in my day, we never went to sleep, we only came home from work to clean the blood off ourselves whenever it grossed the foreman out too much. We worked in the needlestack mines. It was our job to find strands of hay in 40-ton stacks of needles, and when we went home, the boss kicked us down a mountain to our house. Our parents cleaned us off with a fire hose, a real fire hose mind you, one that actually shot fire, and then kicked us back down the mountain to work. And you know what? We loved it!

[Lonely Tylenol]

Back in MY day, no one would dare to swear loyalty to any but the Mighty Northwind.

I guess it's not my day anymore.

I think I've sworn undying loyalty to you almost a half dozen times in various rep messages/posts. :bigsmile:

Back in my day, the only loyalty that was distributed was to the Great Emperor Augh, who was named such when he killed both his parents apon naming, then killed everyone in the hospital, one by one. And we only swore loyalty because the penalty of treason was to have your toes cut off! Then your feet, up to your ankles, then your legs, inch by inch.... Peeling the flesh off... Making sure your last hours were ALL spent screaming in agony and horror!