That will always be true. Dont fooking stand there lookin into the microwave while it's running. A quick test to see if your organs are being fried everytime you heat up something: put your phone in the microwave, close the door and ring it. If it rings then your organs are fried and cancer is imminent.
My aunt couldn't parallel park for her life. She just left the car in the middle of the road, run to the door and called my cousin on the speaker to come down and park the car for her.
"G'out n' move the car" That was quite popular in our house lol. Kids of seven who couldn't even see over the steering wheel would be out repositioning the car so the father had an easy escape route to the pub.
It's state-by-state in America. In Vermont it's for beer and fizzy soft drinks only, the lobbies that want to expand it to everything and get rid of it entirely are evenly matched, so it covers the drinks people bought in bottles and cans in 1970 when it was first put in place. Bottled water was something you bought in gallon milk jugs if you had a bad well.
@Soda King I don't remember exactly as I was, like, under 10 in those days but I'm pretty sure we didn't get 5 cents for a bottle or can) prices like that just didn't exist in Russia after the collapse of the USSR.
1:25 She's probably serving "lasagnie" because her son reads the Garfield cartoons in the paper. This rather reminds me of a series on the UK's Channel 4; "It Was Alright in the 1970's". They wanted me to cringe and feel ashamed. Instead, I screamed with laughter.
Fiona Murphy Depends, I was a kid in the 1990s and was never touched with a wooden spoon, or indeed by hand. But then my parents were relatively young and didn't believe in that approach.
TheLastAngryMan01 Kids need a good auld slap, spoon or no spoon. That's why there's so many little shithead kids these days. No real parenting going on anymore.
Dry toast and flat 7up, ha ha. That was my mom's cure for everything. If the doctor won't call in the antibiotic it's cola syrup and dry toast for you.
A lot of these applied to American folks too. My mom can vouch for that. She told me about the time when a black boy came to her school up in Wisconsin in the 70s. It was all anyone could talk about.
I never got the wooden spoon, but then again I'm American. However, my mother did always make sure to keep a fly swatter in the car for the express purpose of not taking her eyes off the road while she laid into us. If she was really angry, she'd turn it around and hit us with the wire.
They forgot the most important thing about our mams. Giving us a right bollocking for swearing at the same time as they let a tsunami of curses out. Everything else is and was accurate.
This is still a classic. So they had microwaves but no phones? How did grandma put me on the phone with all my cousins in Mayo, then? Were they all at the Collins house?
