Was this what your Saturdays were like growing up as a kid? (Gen Xers)
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Lmao Oh yeah you right about that, somebody needs to do the black version of this lol
Yeah bruh. That was the vanilla version
a cacs saturday growing up in the 80s is quite different than a black kid in the hood growing up in the 80s.
we werent meeting up at the park or in the woods or skipping rocks at the creek and all that other bullshit....
Yeah we'd get up early,.....watch some cartoons.....run thru about 2 boxes of cereal. Back then they used to put
prizes in the boxes of cereal, and me and my brothers used to get into fist fights over who was gonna get the prize.
To fuckin lazy to put on shoes and would go outside barefoot,....unless the street was too fuckin hot.
Runnin in and out the house to get water or to cool off in the only air conditioned room in the house (which was my grandma's room).
Only to have her yellin....."You gonna either stay in or out.......yall gonna make my light bill sky high".
Dunno what the fuck the light bill got to do with going in and out the house......but we heard the shit daily.
Wasnt no treehouses that this bitch is speaking of......we'd get cardboard boxes from the corner store and build a clubhouse on the grass nigga...
we werent meeting up at the park or in the woods or skipping rocks at the creek and all that other bullshit....
Yeah we'd get up early,.....watch some cartoons.....run thru about 2 boxes of cereal. Back then they used to put
prizes in the boxes of cereal, and me and my brothers used to get into fist fights over who was gonna get the prize.
To fuckin lazy to put on shoes and would go outside barefoot,....unless the street was too fuckin hot.
Runnin in and out the house to get water or to cool off in the only air conditioned room in the house (which was my grandma's room).
Only to have her yellin....."You gonna either stay in or out.......yall gonna make my light bill sky high".
Dunno what the fuck the light bill got to do with going in and out the house......but we heard the shit daily.
Wasnt no treehouses that this bitch is speaking of......we'd get cardboard boxes from the corner store and build a clubhouse on the grass nigga...
Most teen's Saturday middays were here of course
She looks a little older
Shit bruh we had parks to go to, no tree houses tho.. Lol you right about grandma having the only air conditioner in her room lmao... We was always running in and out of the house and she say the same thing about the light bill... Lol We would get on our bikes and ride forever it seems. Getting out and being active what it was all about. Captain Crunch berries had you on a sugar high lol.
i cant even eat the childhood cereal now that i used to enjoy as a kid.
Fruit Loops, Trix, Lucky Charms, Fruity Pebbles, Captain Crunch......i just cant eat em.......too fuckin sweet.
Every now and then i may eat Cinnamon Toast Crunch,....but my cereal of choice for the past 15 years has been Raisin Bran Crunch.
Shit that's how I'm living now
Same here, I'll only eat Cinnamon Toast Crunch every blue moon or honey nut cheerios.
everything she said.beside getting some pussy...and not worried about babies or diseases was spot on...brah
Man our bicycles were like BMW's. We rode them all over the city. Some of my boys got up around 5am and rode their bikes to middle school which we were bused to 10 miles away. They were legends when everybody on the bus watched them get their bikes out and started to ride home.
Rich doing this show while high as hell
Don't forget about making ramps outta anything we could find. Milk crates, 55 gallon drums, old plywood, doors, whatever was sturdy and riding across them shits full speed, no helmet, no pads. Just guts. Getting fucked up every now and then or getting the wind knocked outta you when the handlebars hit you in the chest on a hard landing, but that was ghetto fun. This new generation don't een kno.....
Hell Yeeeaaaahhhhh! Bruh I had strawberry's on my knees and elbows from hitting the concrete lol. We would do relays like track n field. Our one neighbor who had a lot of sugar in his tank lol. He was fast as hell. Older dudes would always call him a faggot but as a kid I wasn't even thinking about that shit.
Yep, and when you fucked yourself up; you went home bleeding and shit. Your Grandmother, mother, or aunti put some mercurochrome on that bitch and sent your ass right back outside.
I think that shit is illegal now.
Oh, and if one of us had money, we all had money.
I think that shit is illegal now.
Oh, and if one of us had money, we all had money.
The sound of the ice cream truck coming down the street sparked instant pandemonium.
All the kids running to they mamas, daddy's, aunts, uncles....whoever......to get a dollar.
There was always one broke kid that would be at the ice cream truck wit no money.....but one of the adults would make sure even the kids without money got somethin
All the kids running to they mamas, daddy's, aunts, uncles....whoever......to get a dollar.
There was always one broke kid that would be at the ice cream truck wit no money.....but one of the adults would make sure even the kids without money got somethin
Did you hear all that process food shit she talking about pop tarts and tv dinners… zero home cook meals for white folks cause they can’t cook.. that’s why she look 70ish… told ya fast food industry, microwaveable food, was made for them
Lol The sound of the ice cream truck was just so exciting to hear as a kid. All the kids start yelling the ice cream truck is here lol. Man that was like the best ice cream you ever had. Then they had bomb pops too. The red, white and blue ones. They were big, now the small as fuck.. Smh lol
Grew up in NYC in the 70s/80s
Too cold to go out in winter time, glued to the TV all afternoon watching Kung-Fu flicks.
Too cold to go out in winter time, glued to the TV all afternoon watching Kung-Fu flicks.
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