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		<title>I&#8217;m sure most of us remember many of these.   I&#8217;m older than dirt I remembered all.</title>
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&#8216;Hey Dad,&#8217; one of my kids asked the other day, &#8216;What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?&#8217;

&#8216;We didn&#8217;t have fast food when I was growing up,&#8217; I informed him. &#8216;All the food was slow.&#8217;

&#8216;C&#8217;mon, seriously. Where did you eat?&#8217;


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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.4pt;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">&#8216;Hey Dad,&#8217; one of my kids asked the other day, &#8216;What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?&#8217;<br />
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<span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">&#8216;We didn&#8217;t have fast food when I was growing up,&#8217; I informed him. &#8216;All the food was slow.&#8217;<br />
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</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;">&#8216;C&#8217;mon, seriously. Where did you eat?&#8217;</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></p>
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</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;">&#8216;It was a place called &#8216;at home,&#8221; I explained. &#8216;Mom cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn&#8217;t like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.&#8217;</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></td>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn&#8217;t tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table. But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore </span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:white;color:black;">Levis</span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:white;color:black;">, set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card. In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card. The card was good only at</span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;"> </span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;">Sears Roebuck<span style="background:#fff8e0;">. Or maybe it was Sears AND Roebuck. Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.</span></span></span></p>
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<p></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;">My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow). We didn&#8217;t have a television in our house until I was 11, but my grandparents had one before that. It was, of course, black and white, but they bought a piece of colored plastic to cover the screen. The top third was blue, like the sky, and the bottom third was green, like grass. The middle third was red. It was perfect for programs that had scenes of fire trucks riding across someone&#8217;s lawn on a sunny day Some people had a lens taped to the front of the TV to make the picture look larger.</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I was 13 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called &#8216;pizza pie.&#8217; When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It&#8217;s still the best pizza I ever had.</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">We didn&#8217;t have a car until I was 15. Before that, the only car in our family was my grandfather&#8217;s Ford. He called it a &#8216;machine.&#8217;</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn&#8217;t know weren&#8217;t already using the line.</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:white;line-height:14.4pt;margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;">We gave the operator the number&#8230;&#8230;. no dial</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Pizzas were not delivered to our home. But milk was.</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers. I delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which I got to keep 2 cents. I had to get up at 4AM</span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;">  every morning. On Saturday, I had to collect the 42 cents from my customers. My favorite customers were the ones who gave me 50 cents and told me to keep the change. My least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. Touching someone else&#8217;s tongue with yours was called French kissing and they didn&#8217;t do that in movies. I don&#8217;t know what they did in French movies. French movies were dirty and we weren&#8217;t allowed to see them.</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don&#8217;t blame me if they bust a gut laughing.</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Growing up isn&#8217;t what it used to be, is it?</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">MEMORIES from a friend:</span></span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother&#8217;s house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to &#8217;sprinkle&#8217; clothes with because we didn&#8217;t have steam irons. Man, I am old.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></p>
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<p><span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">How many do you remember?<br />
</span></span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"><br />
<span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.</span><span style="background:#f0e8d8;"><br />
</span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="background:#f0e8d8;">Ignition switches on the dashboard.<br />
Heaters mounted on the inside of the fire wall.<br />
Real ice boxes.<br />
Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.<br />
Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner.<br />
Using hand signals for cars without turn signals.</p>
<p><span>Older Than Dirt Quiz: </span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:white;line-height:14.4pt;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Count all the ones that you remember not the ones you were told about. Ratings at the bottom.<br />
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<span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">1. </span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Blackjack</span><span style="background:#fff8e0;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> chewing gum<br />
</span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="background:#f0e8d8;">2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water<br />
3. Candy cigarettes<br />
4. Soda pop machines that dispensed </span>glass bottles</span><span style="background:#f0e8d8;"><br />
<span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">5. Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke</span></span><span style="background:#fff8e0;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">boxes</span><span style="background:#f0e8d8;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">6</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers<br />
</span></span><span style="background:#f0e8d8;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">7. Party lines<br />
8. Newsreels before the movie</span></span><span style="background:#fff8e0;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="background:#f0e8d8;">9. P.F. Flyers<br />
10. Butch wax<br />
11. Telephone numbers with a word prefix (OLive-6933)</span><br />
</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="background:#f0e8d8;">12. Peashooters<br />
</span><span style="background:#fff8e0;">13. </span>Howdy Doody</span><span style="background:#f0e8d8;"><br />
</span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;">14. 45 RPM records &#8211; We had 78 RPM records!!<br />
15.</span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;"> Hi-fi&#8217;s  </span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:white;line-height:14.4pt;margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;">Hey, what happened to #16?</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:black;"></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:white;line-height:14.4pt;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">17. Metal ice trays with lever<br />
18. Mimeograph paper<br />
19 Blue flashbulb<br />
20. Packards<br />
21. Roller skate keys<br />
22. </span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:white;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Cork popguns<br />
</span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;">23. Drive-ins<br />
</span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;">24.</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> Studebakers<br />
</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">25. Wash tub wringers</p>
<p></span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#fff8e0;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">If you remembered 0-5 = You&#8217;re still young<br />
If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older<br />
If you remembered 11-15 = Don&#8217;t tell your age,<br />
If you remembered 16-25 = You&#8217;re older than dirt!</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-size:14pt;background:#f0e8d8;color:black;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I might be older than dirt but those memories are the best part of my life.</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">&#8216;Senility Prayer&#8217;&#8230;God grant me&#8230;<br />
The senility to forget the people I never liked<br />
The good fortune to run into the ones that I do<br />
And the eyesight to tell the difference.&#8217;<br />
Have a great week!!!!!!</span></span></p>
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		<title>Taken from the Ultimate American Pie website</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 03:13:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lyrics
American Pie 

Verse 1
A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they&#8217;d be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I&#8217;d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn&#8217;t take one more [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=abitofnostalgia.wordpress.com&blog=4545767&post=43&subd=abitofnostalgia&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:large;color:#59bd44;font-family:Arial;"><strong><span style="font-size:small;color:#003399;">Lyrics<br />
American Pie </span></strong></span></p>
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<blockquote><p><strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">Verse 1<br />
</span></strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">A long long time ago<br />
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile<br />
And I knew if I had my chance<br />
That I could make those people dance<br />
And maybe they&#8217;d be happy for a while<br />
But February made me shiver<br />
With every paper I&#8217;d deliver<br />
Bad news on the doorstep<br />
I couldn&#8217;t take one more step<br />
I can&#8217;t remember if I cried<br />
When I read about his widowed bride<br />
But something touched me deep inside<br />
The day the music died</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>{Refrain}</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie<br />
Drove my chevy to the levee<br />
But the levee was dry<br />
And them good old boys were drinkin&#8217; whiskey and rye<br />
Singin&#8217; this&#8217;ll be the day that I die<br />
This&#8217;ll be the day that I die</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>Verse 2</strong><br />
Did you write the Book of Love<br />
And do you have faith in God above<br />
If the Bible tells you so<br />
Do you believe in rock n&#8217; roll<br />
Can music save your mortal soul<br />
And can you teach me how to dance real slow<br />
Well, I know that you&#8217;re in love with him<br />
&#8216;Cause I saw you dancin&#8217; in the gym<br />
You both kicked off your shoes<br />
Man, I dig those rhythm &amp; blues<br />
I was a lonely, teenage broncin&#8217; buck<br />
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck<br />
But I knew I was out of luck<br />
The day the music died<br />
I started singin&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>{Refrain}</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>Verse 3 </strong><br />
Now for ten years we&#8217;ve been on our own<br />
And moss grows fat on a rollin&#8217; stone<br />
But that&#8217;s not how it used to be<br />
When the Jester sang for the King and Queen<br />
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean<br />
In a voice that came from you and me<br />
Oh, and while the King was looking down<br />
The Jester stole his thorny crown<br />
The courtroom was adjourned<br />
No verdict was returned<br />
And while Lenin read a book on Marx<br />
The quartet practiced in the park<br />
And we sang dirges in the dark<br />
The day the music died<br />
We were singin&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>{Refrain}</strong></span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><br />
Verse 4 </span></strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><br />
Helter Skelter in a summer swelter<br />
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter<br />
Eight miles high and falling fast<br />
It landed foul on the grass<br />
The players tried for a forward pass<br />
With the Jester on the sidelines in a cast<br />
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume<br />
While the Sergeants played a marching tune<br />
We all got up to dance<br />
Oh but we never got the chance<br />
&#8216;Cause the players tried to take the field<br />
The marching band refused to yield<br />
Do you recall what was revealed<br />
The day the music died<br />
We started singing</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>{Refrain}</strong></span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">Verse 5 </span></strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><br />
Oh, and there we were, all in one place<br />
A generation lost in space<br />
With no time left to start again<br />
So come on, Jack, be nimble, Jack be quick<br />
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick<br />
&#8216;Cause fire is the devils only friend<br />
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage<br />
My hands were clenched in fists of rage<br />
No angel born in Hell<br />
Could break that Satan&#8217;s spell<br />
And as flames climbed high into the night<br />
To light the sacrificial rite<br />
I saw Satan laughing with delight<br />
The day the music died<br />
He was singing</span></p>
<div><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>{Refrain}</strong><br />
I met a girl who sang the blues<br />
And I asked her for some happy news<br />
But she just smiled and turned away<br />
I went down to the sacred store<br />
Where I&#8217;d heard the music years before<br />
But the man there said the music wouldn&#8217;t play</span></div>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"> <span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">And in the streets the children screamed<br />
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed<br />
But not a word was spoken<br />
The church bells all were broken<br />
And the three men I admire most<br />
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost<br />
They caught the last train for the coast<br />
The day the music died<br />
And they were singin&#8217;</span></p>
<div><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><strong>{Refrain}</strong><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">Bye-bye, Miss American Pie<br />
Drove my chevy to the levy<br />
But the levy was dry<br />
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye<br />
Singing this&#8217;ll be the day that I die</span></span></div>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"> <span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span></span></span><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;font-family:Arial;">They were singin&#8217;<br />
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie<br />
Drove my chevy to the levy<br />
But the levy was dry<br />
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye<br />
Singing this&#8217;ll be the day that I die<br />
</span></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em><span style="font-size:x-small;">Note: I have used the lyrics from Don&#8217;s own website, though I have never got full confirmation that these are entirely accurate i.e the Lenin / Lennon references etc.</span></em></span></p>
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		<title>Fads of the 70s</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 16:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Taken from CrazyFads.com




Muscle Cars (Trans Am / Camaro)
Star Wars action figures
Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific
CB Radios and CB radio sayings ( like &#8220;breaker, breaker&#8221; and &#8220;That&#8217;s a 10-4 good buddy&#8221;)
Acupuncture
Creepy Crawlers
Streakers
Rocky Horror Picture Show
Leisure Suits
Play-Doh
Platform Shoes
Dorothy Hamil haircuts
Flower Power
Mopeds
Spirograph
Primal Scream Therapy
Big Wheels
Silly songs (like Kung Fu Fighting, the Streak, Convoy, etc.)
Keep on Truckin&#8217;
Earth Day
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<td valign="top"><span class="style8">Muscle Cars (Trans Am / Camaro)<br />
Star Wars action figures<br />
Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific<br />
CB Radios and CB radio sayings ( like &#8220;breaker, breaker&#8221; and &#8220;That&#8217;s a 10-4 good buddy&#8221;)<br />
Acupuncture<br />
Creepy Crawlers<br />
Streakers<br />
Rocky Horror Picture Show<br />
Leisure Suits<br />
Play-Doh<br />
Platform Shoes<br />
Dorothy Hamil haircuts<br />
Flower Power<br />
Mopeds<br />
Spirograph<br />
Primal Scream Therapy<br />
Big Wheels<br />
Silly songs (like Kung Fu Fighting, the Streak, Convoy, etc.)<br />
Keep on Truckin&#8217;<br />
Earth Day<br />
The Hustle (dance)<br />
Perms for men<br />
String Art<br />
Polyester<br />
Banana-seat bikes<br />
Slip n&#8217; Slide<br />
Mood rings<br />
Mr. Whipple (&#8220;Please don&#8217;t squeeze the Charmin&#8221;)<br />
Legos<br />
UFOs<br />
Bean Bag chairs<br />
Pong (and Atari and held video games)<br />
Silly String<br />
Boop On hairstyles<br />
Rockem Sockem Robots<br />
Happy Days (TV Show)<br />
Silly Putty<br />
tetherball<br />
Abba<br />
Disco Music<br />
Lava Lamps<br />
beer can collecting<br />
Amway Distributors<br />
Strobe Lights<br />
sea monkeys<br />
Etch-a-Sketch<br />
Billy Bear<br />
Lite Brite<br />
Magic 8-Ball<br />
Light shows for your room<br />
Toga parties<br />
Charlie&#8217;s Angels<br />
View-Master<br />
Mad Libs<br />
Women wearing men&#8217;s clothing (inspired by the movie Annie Hall)<br />
Cork Pop Guns<br />
Air Hockey<br />
Hitchhiking<br />
8-Track Tape Player<br />
peace banadanas<br />
Hot Wheels<br />
Yahtzee<br />
Barbie<br />
Nylon jogging suits<br />
Bell bottom pants<br />
Wizzers<br />
Fondue pots<br />
Shag Rugs<br />
Matchbox Cars<br />
Everyone lighting a match at rock concerts,<br />
Tang<br />
Hardy Boys<br />
Weaving looms<br />
Stretch Armstrong<br />
Spin-Art<br />
Battleship<br />
Glass Eating<br />
Glitter<br />
Baseball Cards<br />
Pop Rocks<br />
Hot Pants<br />
feathered hair/bangs<br />
Purses for men<br />
Farrah Faucet hair<br />
Radios in unusual shapes and forms<br />
The Dunkin Yo-Yo<br />
Mutton chop side burns<br />
Holly Hobbie greeting cards &amp; collectibles<br />
45 record singles<br />
Operation<br />
Slime<br />
Nerf<br />
hopscotch<br />
Stridex pads and Clearasil<br />
Dashboard Hula Girls<br />
English Leather aftershave<br />
Black lights<br />
Not showering<br />
Model kits<br />
Paisley Shirts<br />
Earth Shoes<br />
Mexican Jumping Beans<br />
smiley face stickers<br />
Afros<br />
Key parties<br />
Pet Rocks<br />
Easy Bake Oven<br />
Sand art<br />
Telephone Booth stuffing<br />
Twister<br />
Crayons<br />
Pukka shell necklaces<br />
The Bicentennial<br />
Socks with toes<br />
Sea Monkeys<br />
Crockpots and toaster ovens<br />
whiffle balls<br />
Hi-Fi<br />
Waterbeds</span></td>
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