Thanks Rocky! Looking at those memes and being a dad to a soon to be 9 yo and a 3 yo, it's amazing the difference in our childhoods.

I grew up in rural Texas. Being an 86 model, my formative years were early to mid 90s. I had a childhood that almost mirrored those that grew up in the 60s-70s, minus a gameboy I got for Christmas to pass the time on long drives. Summers meant leaving the house as soon as breakfast was finished and spending the whole day on a bike with my friends building forts at the river, pick up games, looking at a Hustler somebody stole, then getting back to the house at dark.

That is a completely different world than what my kids are growing up in, and it's a damned shame.

Doesn't seem that long ago for this old fart in his 70's.
Great as always Rocky!

A good number of people do NOT know that grabbing the face mask of the football carrier was the only player it was "OK" to grab the face mask of!

Awesome job Rocky! That was a stroll down memory lane. Thanks

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Great images and sayings. Such a treasury of fantastic memories. Many, many thanks!!

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Chipped my front tooth on one of those. Nailed the same front tooth with my bicycle handlebars a few years later.

Thanks Rocky!

All of our games were violent. Red rover, merry go round, smear the queer (tackle the man with the football where it's 1 against 30)

Fantastic Rocky! I related to every single one of those. Really a wave of a lot of good memories of a childhood that I loved.

Awesome look back on my childhood! Thank you!

If ever a post smelled like stale cigarettes and leaded gasoline, this is it.

I didn't get a chance to read these until Monday morning. What a great way to start my week. Thanks, they were great!

Brought back great memories

Thanks for that man, twas great!

Awesome!!

Even as a kid I knew that 2 inch pad wasn't going to save me on the rope climb. Had to be able to hang on!

Excellent series Rocky! My favorite Funnies session.

2026 SF thread of the YEAR.

EVERY one of these pics/memes evoked great memories for me.

Thank you, Rocky!

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2026 SF thread of the YEAR.

EVERY one of these pics/memes evoked great memories for me.

Thank you, Rocky!

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Thank you, ma'am. Means a lot to me.

Thanks, Rocky.

I remember playing yard darts and using the Slip 'N Slide simultaneously.

Fortunately, this activity predated the Darwin Awards.

Still vivdly remember me and the neighbors grandaughter playing yard darts and her 5 yr old little brother runs across in front of the target right after she let hers go. I can still see that thing stuck in the side of his scalp and hanging down as he looks around like WTH happened? Then the crying.......

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Checked off every one of these not involving smoking (parents didn't smoke). Thanks for this! Really makes me appreciate just how great a childhood I really had.

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Even though I've had the best parents God could've given me they did unfortunately smoke in the 70s when most of my friends parents did and I can relate to that one. It was a different time, but I didn't like it.

Remember going on planes and they would have a little old card on a row of seats saying no smoking section, same in restaurants. Like that stopped it.

My mother did quit after 40 years about 40 years ago. My dad quit a little earlier thankfully.

I missed this yesterday - and my Monday is better for it, Rock!

Smoking was definitely a part of my childhood experience. Mom and Dad both did it. My Dad promised my sister and I that he would quit prior to our planned road trip to Disney World in 1976. To his credit, he did just that and never did that again. Mom took much longer to get to that point, finally quitting after a bypass surgery in 2001. But it was too late for her by then, as she did get lung cancer that ultimately took her life a decade later.

I also recall a family trip to Lake Livingston one summer where I got to ride with my grandfather in his truck (big deal apparently). I got situated in the front seat (yeah, none of this kids must be in the backseat bullcrap we see these days) between my grandfather and one of my uncles. They smoked the entire trip from Lake Jackson to Lake Livingston, passing those things right in front of me with nary a give a crap in the world.

It was also all my teenaged self could do to not go off on a couple of fat NY Mets fans at an early 80s game in the Dome, who sat right in front of me and promptly lit up big, fat stogies.

FANTASTIC!!!



How many albums can you name?

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Still vivdly remember me and the neighbors grandaughter playing yard darts and her 5 yr old little brother runs across in front of the target right after she let hers go. I can still see that thing stuck in the side of his scalp and hanging down as he looks around like WTH happened? Then the crying.......

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Wow!

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They smoked the entire trip from Lake Jackson to Lake Livingston, passing those things right in front of me with nary a give a crap in the world.

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How about chewing tobacco?

I learned in high school that if you are riding on the passenger side of a pickup and someone sitting in the middle is chewing tobacco, it is best to have the driver stop so that you can switch places with the guy in the middle.

By the way, one guy I knew would open his door to spit out the door while driving around a corner. Remember those cars where the seat belt automatically retracted when you opened the door? He almost wrecked his brand new car just down the street from the dealership when he opened his door to spit out of the door when going around his first corner in his new car.

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Thanks Rocky! Looking at those memes and being a dad to a soon to be 9 yo and a 3 yo, it's amazing the difference in our childhoods.

I grew up in rural Texas. Being an 86 model, my formative years were early to mid 90s. I had a childhood that almost mirrored those that grew up in the 60s-70s, minus a gameboy I got for Christmas to pass the time on long drives. Summers meant leaving the house as soon as breakfast was finished and spending the whole day on a bike with my friends building forts at the river, pick up games, looking at a Hustler somebody stole, then getting back to the house at dark.

That is a completely different world than what my kids are growing up in, and it's a damned shame.

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We would leave the house as soon as we finished breakfast to go drive tractors, combines, load grain trucks, shovel seed wheat into drills, brand and castrate cattle, feed the hogs, or work in the shop.

Thanks for this Rocky. Smiled the whold time I scrolled through the pics. They brought back so many fond memories. One of your best.

My dad quit easier than my mom although I think he picked it back up briefly here and there. It was very hard for my mother to quit. I did find out that she started smoking at 14, living in a very small town in Tennessee in the 1940s. Probably quit smoking in her mid 50s, I remember I was in late college at that time. She's almost 90 now and strangely has not had any kind of lung cancer or anything. I mean I'm thankful she hasn't but surprising given how long she smoked.

She will say even to this day sometimes that she kind of misses it because she really enjoyed it, but I've always found it. Absolutely disgusting. And not only is it horrible for you, you can't do it without it affecting the people around you. I mean, if people want to smoke that's on them, but you can't do it without it affecting others. It makes your skin your hair, everything smell horribly. I do notice that my mother does not have a very good sense of smell though.

Growing up in the 70s as a child what's one thing and then in the 80s and 90s and when I was going to bars and clubs, you just had to deal with it, I'm really glad they've gotten rid of it in them these days. I always remember coming home from places in college and after and my hair would just reek of cigarette smoke.

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Some great memories there! Thanks Rocky and Ms. Hawg.
Also remember combing vacant fields and drainage ditches for cash.

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I've seen lots of coaches' paddles made out of the boards from those bottle cases.

Yep, you'd crash, and your pillow had that nasty cigarette smell in the morning eeew

OMG! None of you understand why smoking was the parental time out they took for themselves.

That's how you get younger siblings.

My mom told me it was the only thing she did for herself. As a farmer/ranchers wife and mom of 5 kids, I am now sure it was.

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Yep, you'd crash, and your pillow had that nasty cigarette smell in the morning eeew

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And in the mid 80s, we used a lot of aquanet hairspray on our permed hair so you had that smell and cigarette smoke. And then sometimes stale beer smell. It was a different time. We were young.

Honestly, I can remember very well the way it smelled.

I can remember my parents might crack the window maybe a half inch to an inch and if we cough or complained that they'd say OK that's enough.

I remember when I was growing up my house always faintly smelled like cigarette smoke. It wasn't horrible, smack you in the face like walking into a bar, but it was always kind of there. My friend two houses over you'd walk in their house and it always smelled like cookies or some other great smell.

Now, please don't get me wrong I grew up in a very loving home and my parents were wonderful, it was just one small part of it. It's just those little things you remember.

But it sure made me and my brother never smoke.

To this day the two smells I hate the most are cigarette smoke and exhaust. And someone can be smoking literally 200 feet away, and I can smell it.

Oddly enough, I can handle cigars and pipe smoke better. It's really just the smell of most cigarettes. It's just disgusting. Quite unhealthy they all are, but at least some of them have a decent smell.