Originally Posted by slumlord
Originally Posted by gunchamp
Originally Posted by slumlord
Originally Posted by gunchamp
Originally Posted by slumlord
March 19 1983
I was 5 you old bastard, so probably playing outside somewhere
We ate sand when we played outside
And rock fights. Had those often
Dirt clod fights were awesome. 💀

We had tomato fights at the end of the season. The perfect tomato was a little rotten, but not so rotten you couldn't throw it. The perfect hit was on the side of the head when the target was engaged with somebody else.



A wise man is frequently humbled.