In my day all we had were mud and sticks to play with. And
our parents kicked us out at 6.30 in the morning with just half a peanut butter
sandwich made with real sand, and said don't come back until 6.30 pm, and we
better have killed that night’s dinner and skinned it, or don't even try to get
in the door. Kids are a bunch of cry baby's these days with their cell phones
and their fancy lunch boxes. If we had to call someone in an emergency, all we
had were tin cans connected by strings and we kept our lunch in an old
handkerchief that our dads already used to blow their noses in. And we didn't
have these fancy pants school buses to chauffeur us to school in; we walked 50
miles in a forest fire to.............BTA
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