Back in my day the worst thing we did will call the local convenience store and ask if they had Prince Albert in a can when we felt like being smart asses.
Or is your refrigerator running ..
Did you ever find out if they let him out?
Back in my day the worst thing we did will call the local convenience store and ask if they had Prince Albert in a can when we felt like being smart asses.
“You’d better let him out”.
That’s right.
Back in my day the worst thing we did will call the local convenience store and ask if they had Prince Albert in a can when we felt like being smart asses.
Or to be really bad, we’d call someone named Dunn and tell them they’d better wipe.
And where I grew up we all had a .22 by the time we were 14 and learned to shoot way earlier than that. etc., etc., etc.
I was born in 1951 and I’d say we’re close in age.