[Conspiracy Guy]

We were so poor we couldn't afford dreams. Or drums to live in. We slept in a culvert that was always flooded. I used to get spanked for wetting my mud in my sleep. But at least we had mud and each other. And we were happy.

Dreams were for the rich folks up the road who had drums and knuckles to crack. We didn't envy you because we knew that with success came pressure and pressure caused sadness. Above all we wanted to be happy.

I miss those days.

CG

[B4Ranch]

Ahha, you were one of those scruffy little Duster weren't you. You were the ones that made me sneeze in church, making everyone close by slap me saying, "Boy, you'd better be quiet before I put a lid on your drum."

[calljack]

We were so poor

There were 150 of us living in a shoebox in the middle of the road.

We used to live in a paper bag in a septic tank.

We used to live in a lake.

Thank you MPFC

[FITZ]

We were so poor --- that we did farm work, mowing lawns, babysitting etc as kids. And we were so poor that my dad who wasn't very poor didn't believe in allowances.