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Sometimes the nieces and nephews ask: "Unca Cridmo, exactly how suckingly did the 1970's suck?"

That's right. -- Crid [CridComment at gmail] at March 3, 2013 10:40 AM

So you're saying you're an ass?

"Unca Cridmo, exactly how suckingly did the 1970's suck?"

Reminds me when I had the old 8 track put in my '59 Porsche. I asked them what was taking so long, had been waiting over 3 hours. They said they had a little problem. Doods drilled holes in the gas tank (they didn't know it sits just behind the dash) and had to remove it and have someone weld the holes closed. Lucky someone didn't blow themselves up. We didn't have enough Germans in Los Angeles in the 70s.

"So you're saying you're an ass?"

I think he is saying he is a cocky little pony that thinks it is a rooster.

"So you're saying you're an ass?"

I think he is saying he is a cocky little pony that thinks it is a rooster.

> So you're saying you're an ass?

? Seriously?

Your mother wears army boots.



> Reminds me when I had the old 8 track put
> in my '59 Porsche.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry! That's the best and worst of mid-century design. I bet you took it up Yerba Buena too, didn't you?

Crazy envy.

Cute pony, Cridmiester, and 'zackly how I pictured you!

o.O

Yeah, the Germans put a VW engine in an overflow style of baked bread - the old 356A. I hit every windy road between 101 and 1 when I worked in Westlake Hills and lived in Los Angeles. Onliest time I had to change my underwear was up in the San Berdoo mountain area - tires broke loose in a turn and a twig of a tree kept me from going over cliff. I was young then, and foolish, but it was fun. Full tank of gas was under $12. Those were the days - but chicks weren't free.

I tried to relive awhile back on MN HWY 113 going up to the headwaters of the Mississippi River. Nothing compares to the valley to beach roads in California.

Your mother wears army boots. -- Crid [CridComment at gmail] at March 3, 2013 3:55 PM

Actually she tried to. Was talked out of it by the recruiter. What about yours?

Jim P - Are you taking Crid seriously? When he says "Your mother wears army boots" all he is doing is showing his age. That was the common comeback between guys in 40s and 50s and maybe earlier. Those my my youthful years. I could be wrong but I think you are just being joshed because you keep setting yourself up.

Actually it was your mother wears combat boots and those were my youthful years.

Sorry. I'm part of the pussy generation. Guys my age didn't even have to register for the draft. Sometimes we botch the details.

The best ones started with "sign here." The next thing I know, I'm standing on these yellow foot prints...

Somebody wins the lottery of life. I think I can make a pretty good case that it was me.

Most of the worst cars ever made were made in the 1970s. Just sayin'.

Sorry. I'm part of the pussy generation. Guys my age didn't even have to register for the draft. Sometimes we botch the details. -- crid at March 3, 2013 10:12 PM

So that means we can expect you to fuck off and die soon?

"So that means we can expect you to fuck off and die soon?"

I hope he outlasts me. I so enjoy reading the writings and rantings of the Crid. One of lifes few remaining pleasures.