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  • #16
    Powers of Nim at work??
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    • #17
      Do all you oldies get a second birthday?

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      • #18
        Back in my day, we only got one birthday a year, and we were very grateful to get even that. We had to chop the firewood to cook our own birthday cake, and then drag it back to the house uphill through the snow. You young-un's these days...

        I'm building a wagon! On some other part of the internets, obviously (but not that other site).

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        • #19
          Huh, we only got one birthday every four years, and we had to share it with the whole village, so you can stop your complaining. We had to eat coal instead of a birthday cake, and we were grateful.

          Hmm young 'uns today.

          -Jam
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          That's like trying to overninja a ninja when you aren't a mammal. CAN'T BE DONE. - Kassi on doublecrossing Ljube-ljcvetko
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          Taht 'ventisular link be woo to clyck.

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          • #20
            Can't resist this Python before BC posts it:

            Michael: Ahh.. Very passable, this, very passable.

            Graham: Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chassilier, eh Josiah?

            Terry J: You're right there Obediah.

            Eric: Who'd a thought thirty years ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Chateau de Chassilier?

            Michael: Aye. In them days, we'd a' been glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.

            Graham: A cup o' COLD tea.

            Eric: Without milk or sugar.

            Terry J: OR tea!

            Michael: In a cracked cup, and all.

            Eric: We never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.

            Graham: The best WE could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.

            Terry J: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.

            Michael: Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness."

            Eric: 'E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to live in this tiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.

            Graham: House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the floor was missing and we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of FALLING!

            Terry J: You were lucky to have a ROOM! We used to have to live in a corridor!

            Michael: Ohhhh we used to DREAM of livin' in a corridor! Woulda' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.

            Eric: Well when I say "house" it was only a hole in the ground covered by a sheet of tarpolin, it was a house to US.

            Graham: We were evicted from our hole in the ground; we had to go and live in a lake!

            Terry J: You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and fifty of us living in a shoebox in the middle of the road.

            Michael: Cardboard box?

            Terry J: Aye.

            Michael: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down the mill for fourteen hours a day week in week out, for sixpence a week. When we got home, out Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!

            Graham: Luxury! We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, work twenty hour a day at the mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were LUCKY!

            Terry J: Well of course, we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.

            Eric: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our Mother would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."

            Michael: And you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe ya'.

            All: They won't..

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            • #21
              Hmm, my birthday is correct in my profile. And I surely qualify on the old part.

              Are you sure you haven't received a birthday count reduction?
              It's almost as if all his overconfident, absolutist assertions were spoonfed to him by a trusted website or subreddit. Sheeple
              RIP Tony Bogey & Baron O

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              • #22
                Nope. Just click on your Profile rather than going to Control Panel
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                • #23
                  Hmmm... Looks like MarkG discovered the fountain of youth...

                  I'm YOUNG AGAIN...
                  Keep on Civin'
                  RIP rah, Tony Bogey & Baron O

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                  • #24
                    Only in the eyes of other people who consider 30 somethings young.
                    One day Canada will rule the world, and then we'll all be sorry.

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                    • #25
                      I started to laugh at that but then I realised that since last Saturday I'm just as close to 30 as 20.

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                      • #26
                        Ah, happy belated 25th birthday Spike!
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                        "One day if I do go to heaven, I'm going to do what every San Franciscan does who goes to heaven - I'll look around and say, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.'" - Herb Caen, 1996
                        "If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn't worship that God." - Archbishop Desmond Tutu
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                        • #27
                          Originally posted by Wittlich
                          Ah, happy belated 25th birthday Spike!
                          Thanks. Better than wishing me an early 26th I guess.

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                          • #28
                            As they say, "You're only as old as the woman you feel", so find yourseld a cute 20 year old every five years or so and you'll do just fine.
                            One day Canada will rule the world, and then we'll all be sorry.

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                            • #29
                              Originally posted by Big Crunch
                              As they say, "You're only as old as the woman you feel", so find yourseld a cute 20 year old every five years or so and you'll do just fine.
                              Hehe 1 step ahead of you.

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                              • #30
                                Originally posted by Tassadar5000
                                Mine says August 9th, 1959.......
                                That's because you are still using the old calender, go gregorian, will you!!
                                Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing?
                                Then why call him God? - Epicurus

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