Oly chit, ya don't say? Imagine that.I was born on my birthday. Fact.
Oly chit, ya don't say? Imagine that.I was born on my birthday. Fact.
I was born on my birthday. Fact.
I heard that you were so ugly, that the doctor slapped your mother. LOLI was born in a hospital because I wanted to be close to my mother.
I heard that you were so ugly, that the doctor slapped your mother. LOL
I heard that you were so ugly, that the doctor slapped your mother. LOL
A friend’s father-in-law is 98 and still getting around using a cane. He bought a ’58 Edsel new and still has it and drives it. Though his driving time is real limited (he might be done now as the story is of late). He has taken it to local car shows. Not that many years ago (being around 90 then) he drove it cross country and had done it a few times before. Quite the guy to chat with about what things were like in his younger days!
I still do that. Boring commutes need something to keep me from falling asleep.I'm so old that on long drives when we were kids, my brother and I would play a game seeing how many Hudson's versus Studebaker's we could count!
class of 1959' July 12th
I don't feel old...
this was my grandmas friend, she owned a dress shop in Plymouth, and my grandma would go there all the time. This is the way I picture being when I’m her age.
Your Mother sure wasn’t .I was born 6/5/1947. Don't know the time of day though; I was asleep.
Maybe I should have used the name 'bitchy' lolNo wonder your Cranky... i understand
Termagant
Not sure anymore!!Cranky too or also?