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Words our parents said....

''well piss limber'', ''turn up the far'' Sears Cat-log, doggone, sumbuck, da-gonnit, and, 3/4 inch cam. Well sh!t the bed, I almost forgot one.
 
My mom told me that I was going to end up in jail! I have been working there for the last 20 year's lol! I hate it when mom is right again!
 
I'm not fimilar with that one, I always do the Cheesehead slang, yah-hey-dere.
Actually, it's yah-dere-hey. A close derivative of yah-hey, which is also cheese slang. LOL

My parents (sometimes) and grandparents (always) used davenport for sofa/couch. I think that was an east coast thing (Philly). My grandmother always referred to dog crap as dog dirt.
 
Hi woy yu. All of the military vets from WWII that was in the south pacific had stopped their and it was so funny how they all kind of turned their head sideways and up and out the corner of the mouth when they pronounced it. My old Marine pappy was there twice in a Naval hospital.
I don't here that any longer but some of us guys that Fathers/etc served still say it that way on purpose I guess as a way to keep it alive.
 
My mom used to say. How's your room going to get clean....by osmosis? I thought that was a term for magic. Later I found out it's a real thing. Still no way to clean a room.
 
After my dad gave me a whooping and I'm now crying he would tell me to shut up before he gave me something to cry about. I was always like what did you just do!?
 
Bombs away
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My parents (sometimes) and grandparents (always) used davenport for sofa/couch. I think that was an east coast thing (Philly). My grandmother always referred to dog crap as dog dirt.[/QUOTE]


Might be a Pennsy thing. My Grandmother (born in Parsons,WVA, and living in Beaver Falls, Pa) always said davenport. My Mother in Law said dog dirt.
 
My mother and I never got along. When we got into it and dad would come home from work and she’d give him **** about me, we would have to go talk. He knew what the deal was and that most of time I didn’t do anything too bad.. he would always say to me in front of her...”you keep friggin around, I’ll kick your *** so for up between your shoulder blades, every time you’ve gotta ****, you’ll have to take your shirt off”. He said that quite often. I knew when he did, I was good..
:lol:
 
Use your head for something more than just a hat rack!

If your head wasn’t screwed on tight, you’d lose that too!

Act your age and not your shoe size!

How ya doin govnor? (How are you doing governor?)
 
I'm 66, and to this very day, i can remember my mom yelling to me and my sister, "don't leave the refrigerator door open forever"
I hated that to this very day, for some reason or other.

And my dad, when driving around, some slow poke pissed him off, he would always say, "piss, or get off the pot"

Guess kids pick up on everything, and never know what your going to remember, into old age.

 
from my stepdad Bob,
when following some tourist
or slow poke or at some stop light

'the gas peddle is the skinny one on the right'

"green is for go, asshole'

he used 'douchebag' a lot too,
I'm fond of that one too
seems real fitting for most shitty dwellers nowadays too

'she goes like a raped ape'
never did get that one,
I know it means it's fast, but the contents was weird
(or scalded dog)

usually followed by
'don't repeat that & don't tell your mom' :lol:
 
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Mom said, "take your belt off your getting a whipping!" And so I did! I feared those words till I got my last ne at age 16 I told her to keep on she was notable to hurt me I was too old!!! Yea right!! Mom took no chit off anyone. She aid exactly what she though, period. She was little and gave no quarter. Dad was a Marine and WW11 and 1 of Korea. He never gave me a whipping. He told me one day I was just like my mother, bout killed me!!
We always had a garden and mon would offer vegetables to friends that lived in town. They would ask her to pick the vegies take them to them, and they would gladly consume them. This is SW rural Ga. She would promptly tell them, " I guess you will want me to cook them for you, and chew them for you too!!!!????" ha We never carried any vegies to town!!!!!!! ha
Someone or something would piss her off and she would say, " that really makes MY *** not want to stove good" I never knew what it meant but I knew it was not good. Guess it had to do with wood heat!??? We were redneck but modern, we had no wood heat. I remember as a kid in the old farm house with pot bellied stove and ran off coal. Modern!!!???
 
Dad at red light.....
variations on this.....
You waiting for a different shade of green?
It doesn't get any greener than that!
 
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