tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post5611436097382473147..comments2024-03-26T17:55:50.539-04:00Comments on Cranky old man: HOOK!joehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-26613729473178748162015-11-06T15:14:37.242-05:002015-11-06T15:14:37.242-05:00Ok anyone who reads comments, Craig was one of the...Ok anyone who reads comments, Craig was one of the thirty, Balla was another member, and a butt is a cigarette.joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-36276362529130734262015-11-06T14:35:38.386-05:002015-11-06T14:35:38.386-05:00Oh Crank, tears welled up and I could barely get t...Oh Crank, tears welled up and I could barely get to the end of this. Oh yeah, you got a butt for Balla?Craig B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16156248867720945719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-44222427765815993292015-11-05T23:23:05.713-05:002015-11-05T23:23:05.713-05:00Wow---this brings back memories. I stayed in a col...Wow---this brings back memories. I stayed in a college dorm at an all women's school. One phone on each floor. I dated a few of frat boys, and I remember well how awkward it was to go to the frat house to see my boyfriend when all the other guys were sitting around the front parlor. menopausal mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09058933838070665032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-29976421062879542072015-11-05T21:44:05.100-05:002015-11-05T21:44:05.100-05:00Sometimes those old memories just come flooding up...Sometimes those old memories just come flooding upon us. <br /><br />I saw a program on TV where they showed some young kids several of the old land phones. They had no idea what it was and even after they told them it was a phone, they couldn't figure out how it could work. HahahaManzanitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06467261212623663365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-63957412990813458772015-11-05T21:03:25.913-05:002015-11-05T21:03:25.913-05:00Ha - the good old days!Ha - the good old days!Pixel Peeperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17553862902461169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-18376200148018291002015-11-05T20:52:44.063-05:002015-11-05T20:52:44.063-05:00Thank goodness you fellows could take time out fro...Thank goodness you fellows could take time out from cramming yourselves into that phone booth for somebody to take a call! I guess you could still busy yourselves with goldfish-swallowing and flagpole-sitting.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-8589280228852011702015-11-05T13:45:51.778-05:002015-11-05T13:45:51.778-05:00I remember being on the dorm phone in the hallway ...I remember being on the dorm phone in the hallway and fighting with the future Mrs. Chatterbox. We were on that phone for hours without saying anything. I had to send her money to pay the bill, but I guess it was a sound investment since we're still together.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-15778038045507041692015-11-05T11:27:33.732-05:002015-11-05T11:27:33.732-05:00So... how is that different from living with 60 gu...So... how is that different from living with 60 guys in a military barracks with only one phone... and don't even talk to me about a ship with 300 guys and only one phone.<br />Ah, memories.<br />(not necessarily your) Uncle Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02705753220273516841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-23064346837446626722015-11-05T10:56:34.637-05:002015-11-05T10:56:34.637-05:00Ah, what fun! With a phone in every pocket, we ar...Ah, what fun! With a phone in every pocket, we are less connected.messymimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10649529601786689712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-82727112995814290412015-11-05T10:51:49.035-05:002015-11-05T10:51:49.035-05:00So much has changed technology wise over the year...So much has changed technology wise over the years; sometimes the changes are good ones; sometimes not. I think in the case of phones, not all of them were good ones indeed.<br /><br />bettybettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323135450742337670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-24573936709077903412015-11-05T09:54:40.926-05:002015-11-05T09:54:40.926-05:00I think Porn was illegal then...so it was more fun...I think Porn was illegal then...so it was more fun. Anyway, it was a pay phone.joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-37563674836230430312015-11-05T09:48:38.956-05:002015-11-05T09:48:38.956-05:00Dang, how barbaric! So who got stuck with the 1-9...Dang, how barbaric! So who got stuck with the 1-900-TALK-DIRTY-TO-ME bill? Did you split it 60 ways? ;)Lowandslowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08608734222483888884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-74726547301215497272015-11-05T09:26:26.038-05:002015-11-05T09:26:26.038-05:00“Who was that?” “What did she want?” “Is she a d...“Who was that?” “What did she want?” “Is she a date?” “Does she have a friend?” Bwahahahahahahahaha. That would work for the girls too, just change the she to he.<br /><br />Have a fabulous day Joe. ☺Sandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785788498697004273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-25452440609135046302015-11-05T07:33:52.599-05:002015-11-05T07:33:52.599-05:00At least it wasn't a party line!At least it wasn't a party line!Bijouxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05788630004051883635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-70599280777022033732015-11-05T06:54:36.438-05:002015-11-05T06:54:36.438-05:00I think SD still lives in the 60's with his re...I think SD still lives in the 60's with his refusal to have a mobile (cell) phone, although he frequently uses mine! He talks fondly of the days where you made an arrangement one year to meet up the next and people just turned up without endless checking and rearranging.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04402703967636964187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-13289752080766868482015-11-05T04:20:12.372-05:002015-11-05T04:20:12.372-05:00Those were the days, my friend, we thought they...Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end. Sorry, your post got me singing. Great memories.Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12099030819314552958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-12371664238452191592015-11-05T01:48:11.333-05:002015-11-05T01:48:11.333-05:00No--an OLD one!!No--an OLD one!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-18681415519405768252015-11-05T01:15:39.886-05:002015-11-05T01:15:39.886-05:00brings a new nuance to 'hook up.' :)brings a new nuance to 'hook up.' :)TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.com