First off, put on a damned shirt, boy.
Second, when the postapocalyptic wasteland comes to fruition, I value my chances at survival over yours.
@LiberalLibrarian There is no way on gods green earth most of us should be alive right now given the shit we went through growing up. #GenX
@Ch3fchr1sto @LiberalLibrarian
My sister and I were talking about this recently. How we’d leave the house in the morning (sometimes after breakfast -usually just cereal) and not come home (no cell phones) until sundown, sometimes later. We’d just survive the day. No one ever really worried about us. 🤷🏽♀️… as long as I was home in time to cook dinner if mom was working.
#GenX
@TiarePalau Yup, would ride BMX all day, easily 50+ miles all around town with a few bucks in my pocket, ate road vendor hot dogs, played video games at the driving range then home hangin out in the neighborhood listen to the boombox until the street lights came on.
@TiarePalau We truly lived in the sweet spot of life in my opinion. They were the good ole days
@Ch3fchr1sto @LiberalLibrarian
I fully agree. 😉☺️
@Ch3fchr1sto @LiberalLibrarian
You just described my brothers’ days exactly…
My sister would go miles from home to ride field horses bareback w/her friends or spend the day in the city. I’d usually hitchhike to the beach and hang out all day w/friends…
Food? Fun? Safety? Survival? We were creative and just figured it out. 🤷🏽♀️
Now… when our kids tell us they’re bored (usually if they don’t have a device), we tell them “Good! Boredom is the mother of creativity! Figure something out.” 😁