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Originally Posted by skcin
^ She's almost 5 months. 
We were lucky & we knew it. Good times.
And word on the cigarette bird. It's a different world now. We used to sneak cigs in the bathrooms for god's sake - doubt you can attempt that anymore. |
Awww, a baby!
No, I don't think you can do that anymore. My freshman year of high school, we'd just step outside the door and no one cared. We also used to congregate in the corner of the parking lot before school. Sophomore year, they chased us over the guardrail and onto the curb. Junior year, they chased us across the street. By my senior year, we had to go into the woods or the rent-a-cops they'd hired would write us up and try to give us inside.
But even then, we had one rent-a-cop named Bowser that would come INTO the woods and try to bust us, so we moseyed over to the cemetary that was across the street and kind of catty-corner to the school.
And I **** you not, dude was, like, wearing a ghillie suit or something sometimes. He was old and crotchety and would hide in bushes to try to bust us, and then leap out all, "I'VE GOT YOU NOW!" We'd scatter to the four winds, and since he was old, he couldn't run fast enough to catch all of us. You didn't have to run the fastest, you just had to not be the slowest. I liked to think of it as good practice for the coming zombie apocalypse.
We had a joke, though, that if you saw a jaggerbush skittering in a zig-zag pattern across the road (y'know, like the cartoons where someone's hiding in a bush or a barrel and is trying to sneak up on someone else by tip-toeing about when they think you're not looking?) you should huck your backpack at it and run.
Ahhhh, memories.
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Originally Posted by sara1998
Oh, man, we used to smoke in the bathroom all the damn time.
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I dunno what it's like in my old school now, but I assume it's similar. We technically got our rent-a-cops when Columbine happened, which is a tale of woe and hilarity that still amuses me to this day (not what happened at Columbine, but my school's reaction to it, and tangentially, their reaction to me), but I also hear violence up there has gotten really bad, which disconcerts me.
Kids these days, man.
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Originally Posted by holidayroad
My first two years of High School,(89,90) you could smoke if you were 16 and over. They had a special area. After that, the law changed to 18 being the legal age to buy cigs. I never smoked, so it didn't matter to me  |
Haha. I consider my smoking a public health service. As in, if I didn't do it, there'd be a lot of bodies on the floor. It keeps my homicidal mania down to a dull roar.
So I've made a career out of knowing where and when I can smoke - particularly when it comes to airports and suchlike. Go ahead, ask me about any U.S. airport - I can probably tell you if they have a smoking lounge still or a bar that allows smoking, where it's located, and how long it will take me to get from the United gates (I usually only fly United due to relative cheapness & my miles card) to said smoking area and back for my connector.
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Originally Posted by carrie721
rock on with your bad self.
hahaha. i go to diners alone, but not drunk.
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Well, sometimes my daughter will join me, but whatever. I'ma do the Gypsy video prance around my house if'n I wanna.
Also, I lied about going to diners alone. I haven't done it in ages, but I used to do it when I had the chance when the kids were younger. I'd leave them with their dad every so often on the excuse that I had to go grocery shopping, and bringing groceries and babies on the bus is such a hassle.
Which it is, but also, "OMG, I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE, HALP!"
Then I'd sneak into a restaurant somewhere for a half an hour and have a snack and read a book and breathe. It kept me semi-sane.
