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09-04-2010, 02:48 PM
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I even remember the phone number there....MIchigan ( barf!! ) -1-2625.
Was about 1,000 feet from Paul Revere Elemntery School.Got sent to kindergarten ( or is it kintergarden? ) at the age of 4!..YES! Can you imagine how irrseponsible my parents were? And on the very first day, I recall my Father taking me there, but when school let out....no one came to get me! Really,really! I was scared to death.I though giant frogs would kidnap me. But I reasoned it out because I was so close.I remembered I was only 3 doors down from the school once you reached the long walk to the gate. To my left was more school...to the right,houses. That's when I discovered I had an innate ability to logically peel away red herrings and find the real deal. I hope you all enjoyed this. Much more to come, try to settle down. 
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09-04-2010, 04:58 PM
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09-04-2010, 07:21 PM
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Too kind...really,really.
I went kinty ( or kindy) through 6th grade with almost all the same kiddies.Rememberalmost all names: David Gentelli,David Reimer ( killed in Viet Nam),Larry Rohal,Ronald Urich,Richard Depp,Victor Trebbulos,Ronald Hahn,Edward Izwarski,Albert Santilli,Donna Hoychik,Charlotte Fogel,Susan Soinski (  ),Carloe Brown, Sandy Takas ( ),Carol Patty,Joanne Milligan....that's all, I think.We were a good bunch,honest. Got along very well together and then after Paul Revere ,the split ups started. I remember going to Richard Brady's house for his birthday party. We were all about 9ish and his sister and her girlfriend were in charge.They were about 14. As you can imagine...the party broke down into decadence....and debauchery...and squalor of minds. They first had us guess what things were by feeling them with our eyes closed. One of the things was a finger that...felt yucky.Then it went to spin the bottle...then 7 minutes in Heaven. The one girl, his sister I think....she was sticking her tongue in my mouth. whoa!!!! Said I. But I lllliked it! I really wanted those next 7 minutes, but his parents pulled in the driveway and found like around 10 kids sitting pretty with halos on their heads. I did get a boo bee feel in ,though. Was fun.
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09-04-2010, 07:39 PM
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Frank Dedek!!
Forgot about him...we called him ''dead dick." But a good guy. You know...we actaully would pull into the driveways of our homes ( let's say Dedek,Brady and Santelli) on bikes and ''call " for the guy whose house we were at. They would yell.. ( for me, in this case)..''OH DAVE-EEEE!!!'' God, we were dweebs.
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09-04-2010, 07:49 PM
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INTERMISSION from the WINTERFISHIN
Haven't heard this one for a while. For all the great Moms , no longer with us: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OwSa...eature=related
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09-04-2010, 08:27 PM
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One more while my noodle tries to catch up:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo4Y0TxW41g When I'm lyin' in my bed at night I don't wanna grow up Nothin' ever seems to turn out right I don't wanna grow up How do you move in a world of fog That's always changing things Makes me wish that I could be a dog When I see the price that you pay I don't wanna grow up I don't ever wanna be that way I don't wanna grow up Seems like folks turn into things That they'd never want The only thing to live for Is today... I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set I don't wanna grow up Open up the medicine chest And I don't wanna grow up I don't wanna have to shout it out I don't want my hair to fall out I don't wanna be filled with doubt I don't wanna be a good boy scout I don't wanna have to learn to count I don't wanna have the biggest amount I don't wanna grow up Well when I see my parents fight I don't wanna grow up They all go out and drinking all night And I don't wanna grow up I'd rather stay here in my room Nothin' out there but sad and gloom I don't wanna live in a big old Tomb On Grand Street When I see the 5 o'clock news I don't wanna grow up Comb their hair and shine their shoes I don't wanna grow up Stay around in my old hometown I don't wanna put no money down I don't wanna get me a big old loan Work them fingers to the bone I don't wanna float a broom Fall in love and get married then boom How the hell did I get here so soon I don't wanna grow up
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09-04-2010, 09:33 PM
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Just a qiuck thought...there are , right now, 597 viewers at NoAdvantage....and 36 here.
I don't even see choice between the two, yet they have tons of viewers. Then I think of the law of diminishing returns.Like...the higher the intellectual content---the smaller the audience. But then I think about NoShoes,quiet!! ,Betsy,Oinkman,K-RAG,Ryan...and so forth. It's mind boggling..is what it is.
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09-04-2010, 09:52 PM
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Oh that's a good one. Tits did ,pretty well...when I was there last.So did a few others...but very few.NA and RagTop from Less,OK.....they dart what threatens them. I don't know...Dark is enough to keep me away.
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09-04-2010, 10:14 PM
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My sister.....she would strip naked in front of my friends at the age of 4.
This was outside. I was 7. She even did it one summer at the playground in front of like 300 kids.It was very,very embarrassing.Talk about someone you can't take anywhere. But it was an omen...as she grew up to be much bigger attentioHO than even me. Moving right along here, I was forced to see my Grandmother at her funeral at the age of about...like 4 or 5.Horrible experience.They did strange things back then. At least she was dead. If she would have moved...I'd have died right there myself. I was hitting a softball in the back yard towards the house one summer...7 or 8, I think.My other Grandmother lived upstairs and was sitting at the end of the hallway, looking at me through the back window up there....I noticed her and got very desirous to show her how far I could hit that softball.To this point I was barely reaching the foundation of the house. So I says...I says---HEY!!...Nanny!!..watch this one! It went off like a rocket. Right at the window. An then...right through it. I fainted. But she was OK.
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09-04-2010, 11:32 PM
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Take another listen break...good for the flow of blood into and out of your own personal noodle:
Ah wonder what CatGirlDo ( or, Honula) would look like stripping to this? What do you think? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4c2rMnKZB8
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09-04-2010, 11:45 PM
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I remember my sister,Diann ( Gail is the bi.tch)...she was about 6 and me--8.She rode her bike into the street and got hit by a car. Destroyed the bike, but she was OK.
My Father was furious. I'm kidding. But my Mother screamed at her to no end for being so stupid...she was livid. It meant she was so angry at her because the scream and squealing of tires on bricks made her think much worse had happened. That meant she was very,very happy Diann was OK. Parents are dumb. I was behind my Mother making happy faces at Diann because she was getting yelled out.Always was a loving brother.
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09-05-2010, 12:42 AM
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Am admiring my new signature.
I think I would try to throw her off by saying..''You know, Ms. Gooey...your thighs are hot.May I sample the texture of their inside portion?I'd like to see if you could keep the endless questioning going after about 3 seconds."
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09-05-2010, 12:59 AM
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