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Originally Posted by kelmac07
Bringing back so many memories of growing up in Pa right there Scott. And in the winter time, we were "snowballing" cars. I remember collecting the pop bottles and cashing 'em in. Ma & Pop stores like that aren't around like they were when we were growing up...seemed like there was one on every corner. Penny candy, bottled pop, pinball machines.  I loved me some Levi Garrett and then Lancaster came out...super sweet!! I can remember hiding my Gold River/Copenhagen in my sock under my jeans so mom wouldn't find it and at night it was under the stairs. |
I forgot about hiding my snuff in my sock at school.
I don't forget hauling a milk carton around for a spitter. Most of the teachers were cool with snuff and let us chew in class so we wouldn't spit on the carpet and rub it in. Some would make us swallow it when they caught us, and a few would send us on a three day vacation.
I always hated suspension cause the old man would say "if you can't stand to get smart, you better get used to work" and would make me dig a stump out of the yard, or some other such sh!t. If I got done early, I'd have to dig my freshly backfilled and graded hole out and fill it back in. I learned how to pace myself at a real early age, at least where the old man was concerned. I'm still not very good at it otherwise.