How DID We Survive?- Page 14
How DID We Survive?
#325re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 1:44pmRock the boat, rock the boat baby....
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
#326re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 1:57pm
Boobs - I only moved to Chicago a few years ago, so I never saw the Bubblegum Digest. In Houston, we watched Villa Allegre.
Clackers scared me to death as a kid. Every time I played with them I would clack the crap out my hands and wind of with multiple bruises.
I don't remember the ball toy being called a "Footsie". I think it had "Skip" in the name, but there are various versions of it that still exist for sale.
I also loved Wacky Packs. My brother and I collected them like crazy. I also collected Happy Days and Mork and Mindy cards.
#327re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 1:58pm
In a little while from now,
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promised myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower,
And climbing to the top,
Will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it's like when your shattered
Left standing in the lurch, at a church
Where people 're saying,
"My God that's tough, she stood him up!
No point in us remaining.
May as well go home."
As I did on my own,
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday,
I was cheerful, bright and gay,
Looking forward to, but who wouldn't do,
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down,
Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch,
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt,
All about God and His mercy
For if He really does exist
Why did He desert me
In my hour of need?
I truly am indeed,
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that
There are more hearts
Broken in the world
That can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
(instrumental break)
Now looking back over the years,
And what ever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old,
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn't understand, why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart
So badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
#328re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:02pmGod, Boobs, way to bring down a thread.
#329re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:05pmMisterMatt, that's a later version of Footsie than what I had. Mine was a ring that slipped over your ankle, then it had that PVC tubing with the plastic bell attached at the end.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
#330re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:05pm
Sorry Rath, but that was my FAVORITE song for a long time. 
#331re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:06pmBoobs, do I have to tell the story yet again of how my mother actually gave me Janis Ian's At Seventeen album for my 17th b'day? B*tch.
#332re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:09pm
Mister Matt you are also right. Footsies are now called Skip-bos
Still snowing, more cocoa is needed.
#333re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:11pm
Rath..LOL !!! I do LOVE that song too..always being the one who's name was called last when choosing sides for basketball...although as a Lesbian you should've been good at sports. 
Mister Matt...I just got a box of Wacky Packs recently from Amamzon...I still have some of the old ones that I stuck on my record boxes.
#334re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:11pmMr. Matt is correct as usual. It was called a Skip It.
#335re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:11pm
Actually, Boobs, I was a triple threat - a lesbian who had no athletic NOR carpentry skills. I was always picked last.
My gay half-sister, however, was the champion at every sport. B*tch.
#336re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:13pm*give Rath a big hug*
#337re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:14pm*snuggles in*
#338re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:16pmPicks Rath's half-sib to be on his Dodgeball and Red Rover team
#339re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:17pmDamn right you do, SOMMS.
#340re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:19pm*runs before SOMMSY throws a ball at me that could kill me*
#341re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:32pmHits boobs in the back of the head with a spit ball, tackles him and gives him an noogy and a wedgie.
#342re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:34pmTOOOODDDDDDDD !!!! I feel like Lisa Loopner (sp?)
#343re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:39pmThen kisses him and ... I always had an ulterior motive as a kid.
#344re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:40pmBOYS!!!
#345re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:41pm*opens mouth for SOMMSY's kiss and bites him instead*..I've always had a motive too la la la la la la...*skips away*
#346re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:42pm*shakes head*
#347re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:46pmScreams after boobs will holding his tongue ... Luth, Wino, Boother.
#348re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:49pm
Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen.
Thank you for all the joy and pain.
Picture shows, second balcony, was the place we'd meet,
Second seat, go Dutch treat, you were sweet.
Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen.
Save those lies, Darling don't explain.
I recall, Central Park in fall.
How you tore your dress, what a mess, I confess.
That's not all.
Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen.
Thank you for walks down Lover's Lane.
I can see, hearts carved on a tree.
Letters inter-twined, for all time, yours and mine, that wasfine.
Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen.
Thank you for seeing me again.
Though we go on our seperate ways,
Still the memory stays, for always, my heart says, DankeSchoen.
Danke Schoen, Oh Darling, Danke Schoen.
I said, Thank you for seeing me again.
Though we go- on our seperate ways,
Still the memory stays, for always, my heart says, DankeSchoen.
Danke Schoen, Auf Wiedersehn, Danke Schoen
#349re: how did we survive
Posted: 1/26/05 at 2:54pm
Dodgeball was the only sport I was good at. I was terrified of getting hit by those red rubber balls. How about toys you wanted but never got? I envied all my friends who had either a Big Wheel or a Sit 'n' Spin.
My favorite happy place song:
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon as he married her and then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart
But if you make an ugly woman your wife
A-you'll be happy for the rest of your life
An ug-a-ly woman cooks meals on time
And she'll always give you peace of mind
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
[Sax solo]
Don't let your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match
Take it from me, she's a better catch
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
[Spoken:]
Say man!
Hey baby!
I saw your wife the other day!
Yeah?
Yeah, an' she's ug-leeee!
Yeah, she's ugly, but she sure can cook, baby!
Yeah, alright!
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
My mother played her 45 of this every time she prepared for a date with my dad when they were in high school.
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