Here it is again. Drive-ins.
Things that go bump in the night. :redface: (I am referring to the thread.)
How did I miss these two comments yesterday? I was feeling all alone after I said that all we ever did was kiss. Everybody left.
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Originally Posted by Susan&Tom
Pure as the driven snow was important to us "good girls" back then wasn't it....hmmmm do you think that's why we want to move now, to where it's hot-hot-hot?  |
I have to tell you, S&T, when Mr. Boomer and I were having dinner on the porch at Urban Flats last fall, I found out where at least one of "that kind of girl" that we all knew about in high school had gone. You should have seen the show going on at the outside bar.
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Originally Posted by Muncle
All this remembrance has caused me to rethink my golf cart plans. I've wanted to upgrade to a Yesteryear or StreetRod cart. Now I think I'll try to find one modeled after a 60's era Rambler. You remember the ones where the seats fully reclined, and I do mean fully.
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An aside. I remember one night at the submarine races, I was with this nubile young thing and we were making out hot and heavy. I ask if she wanted to go into the back seat. "No!" she responded. We kept making out even more passionately. I asked again, and again she said no. After about 10 more minutes of increase "petting" I almost pleaded, "Do you want to go to the back seat now?" "NO!", she replied. "I wanna stay up here with you."
I wish.
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And Muncle, my guess is that you didn't wanna "talk" to her, didya?
And I still hope somebody out there knows about the Will Rogers Fund. Didn't anybody else ever have that guy pounding on the window?