b3ta.com board
You are not logged in. Login or Signup
Home » Messageboard » XXX » Message 2502516 (Thread)

# And still
have money for the bus fare home
(Just recline and let me service you, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:02, archived)
# A bus? You
don't know you're born. Back in my day we had to walk 14 miles over broken glass and hot coal to get to school
(I helped save b3ta! Dogtanian, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:03, archived)
# School! you dont know you're born
back in my day, we were lucky if we'd get 3 hours sleep before being mauled by bears
(I helped save b3ta! lo, the Greebo Warrior - Est. 2002, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:04, archived)
# SLEEP!!?! you dont know your born!
we had to stay away and lick the streets clean before dawn...
(Nicky Nacky Noo... Scratch and Sniff Please, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:09, archived)
# MONTY PYTHON!!!!
You don't know you're nborn. Back in my day it were nothing but Bob Monkhouse and Jimmy Tarbuck, mornin' noon and night.
(I helped save b3ta! butchbint, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:12, archived)
# morning, noon and night!
back in my day, it were in a perpetual state of temporal flux, none of these poncy modern 'hours'
(I helped save b3ta! lo, the Greebo Warrior - Est. 2002, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:15, archived)
# Oooh hark at you.
We couldn't afford temporal flux and had to make do with shifting the hands on the clock back and forwards a few times a day, but we were honest
(I helped save b3ta! Dogtanian, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:17, archived)
# Clock! you snobby git!
back in my day, we had to make do with a dustbin lid!
(I helped save b3ta! lo, the Greebo Warrior - Est. 2002, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:18, archived)
# Shifting? Luxury.
We weren't able to move, not being possessed of a body, we existed and that were about the end of it. 'Cept there won't no end, nor a beginnning, nor even a middle.


(gone a bit Beckett now)
(I helped save b3ta! butchbint, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:20, archived)
# Stop your complaining
You people. You don't know you're born all this complaining about the younger generation. Back in my day we didn't have keyboards. We just imagined what it would be like if anyone gave a shit.
(Rich Chestmat, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:19, archived)
# Noon?
You lucky, lucky sods. We couldn't afford noon, that was for uptown kids who had their own shoes. We made do with mid-day, and we were glad of it.
(Mmm...minky, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:16, archived)
# before dawn! you were lucky
we used to have to follow the townsfolk around, licking away their fresh muddy footprints.

if we were lucky, theyd spit on us
(I helped save b3ta! lo, the Greebo Warrior - Est. 2002, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:13, archived)
# you win
you does
(Nicky Nacky Noo... Scratch and Sniff Please, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:15, archived)
# Win?!
back in my day....
(I helped save b3ta! lo, the Greebo Warrior - Est. 2002, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:15, archived)
# Abject luxury!
We used to DREAM of being mauled by bears. We had to do our best by enraging small rodents with ginger-coated twigs.
(Mmm...minky, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:11, archived)
# We used to
have to eat broken glass and coal for dinner.
And it always smelt of feet.
(Just recline and let me service you, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:04, archived)
# you
were lucky.
(Capt'n Fabulous, Tue 16 Dec 2003, 14:06, archived)