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Post by Padre Romero on Aug 30, 2007 23:52:51 GMT -5
And back in my day, you could ride across town on a trolley and see the matinée for a nickel. And the sky was bluer, and things were built to last. And I had an onion in my belt, which was the style at the time... and we didn't have washing machines, when we wanted to do laundery we had to go down to the creek and whack our clothes with rocks. and we didn't have "water" when we wanted to do laundry, we had to bang our own hydrogen and oxygen molecules togather.
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