Daren Todd
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That sure enough sums up my opinion of 'em!
Are the staples above his/her eyes, where they attempted to find the brain, install a gerbil brain, or do a lobotomy as in Planet of the Apes?
Possibly all three I can't understand why someone would do that to themselves.Are the staples above his/her eyes, where they attempted to find the brain, install a gerbil brain, or do a lobotomy as in Planet of the Apes?
Years ago, my roommates picked up a super sack of catnip from Costco.
For some reason those couple sentences from Daren’s post brought back a memory…Years ago, my roommates picked up a super sack of catnip from Costco…
…Didn't see my roommates for a couple days. When I did see them, they asked me where the catnip went to…
So..... how about the rest of the story....For some reason those couple sentences from Daren’s post brought back a memory…
It was 1967 or 68. Although serving in the US Coast Guard, I was stationed for a year in northern Thailand. The Coast Guard operated a system of LORAN stations in various locations, which were used for navigation by aircraft and ships. Anyway there was a system installed specifically for use by military aircraft, over Vietnam mainly.
We were a group of 28 or 29 men in a town about 60 miles south of the city of Chiang Mai, in case anyone’s interested. It was actually a good place to be. The barracks was about halfway between a normal military barracks and a college dorm. We had rooms that held four people, and the rooms were divided in half by a wall that was T-shaped and about 7 feet high. we each ended up with a roommate sharing a cubicle. We paid a small amount monthly, and had maids that would clean the place, make our beds and wash our laundry. Not a bad situation.
I come back from town one day in the afternoon with a bag of loose tea that I bought somewhere. If you looked at it, it actually looked like it was grass. So I walk into my cubicle and my roommate is there.
I show him the bag and say “ Look what I bought“ with a bit of an evil smile, and put the tea in my desk drawer (yes we each had a small desk).
I go do something and come back about an hour later, and my roommate isn’t there, and I look in the desk and my tea isn’t there either!
Finally found him sitting out back in a folding chair, smoking my tea!
Me, when chocolate chip cookies are in the oven...
Yep. Add to that no real gym class, video games, kids don't get out and chase each other around on bikes, play baseball at the local diamond almost daily, etc. We've become too sedentary.A beach in the 70’s. Not one over weight body. My, how the food industry destroyed us.
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A beach in the 70’s. Not one over weight body. My, how the food industry destroyed us.