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Didn't know about the sudden changeover until I had already posted it. The early part made me think it at least lasted to where the Warrior member tells one of the Furies, "I'm gonna stick that bat up your ass and make you a Popsicle!". One of the Furies had half-blackface/half-white/greyface. Seen from one side he might pass for being in full blackface I suppose.

Not even if you're supposed to be a member of the "Baseball Furies" from The Warriors?

Who believes this stuff, you ask? The people that used to subscribe to this rag...

No, "crotchety" is "get off my lawn, you punks!". BTW - In the "Back of the Yards" neighborhood in Chicago, there's an elderly black man who sits on his porch with a shotgun. Ain't nobody selling drugs on his block. That's a whole new level of "crotchety".

You ain't old until you wake up with pain in places you didn't know could hurt.

Once upon a time, the Vikings won the Superbowl.. ...NOT!

30, but I don't recall setting watch later on most of them. Not sure I did.

Maybe he was born under the Moon of Alabama.

Aw, c'mon. Deep down inside, everyone wants to send the Gov't some spit.

This stuff was great during The Great Roach War of 1985. The battle commenced, after a few random skirmishes, when I went to check when a class project was due and the buggers poured out of the calendar on the wall as I flipped the month. I bought a couple of cans (maximum overkill for an upstairs efficiency apt. in a house, but this was WAR) and unleashed the fury. A few weeks later, an Orkin guy shows up at my door & asks if I have any roaches. I tell him no, worried that the landlord might not like my like my scorched earth policy. He leaves to head for the basement. He comes back a couple of minutes later and says, "What are you doing?" (damn, he knows!), "I've got dead & dying roaches all over the place in the basement". I tell him & he says, "Well, keep it up! You're making my job easier." Naturally, since it worked it has been pulled off the market. In case you're too young to know about it, the stuff not only poisoned them, but shrunk the wings on the males that survived. That made them unable to breed. The active ingredients were "2,4 Dodecadienoic acid, 3,7,11-Trimethyl-,Ethyl Ester, [S-(E,E)]-Permethrin".

Age 84. I remember watching "Juila" as a little kid.

I had a similar situation. I had just moved to central Florida from Illinois 3 months prior and was checking the town out. I had heard that "Krystal's" was the southern version of "White Castle", so pulled in to try it out. I walk up to the counter and the woman in her late-twenties at the register says, "You're [tsar's real name], aren't you?". I'm stunned and stumped. I have no idea who this person is. Woman: You don't remember me? My mom worked for your Dad at [small Illinois based retail chain & small town in central Illinois from 8 years prior]. I remembered her Mom, but I did not ever recall seeing this woman in the store. Turned out she had moved to FL to complete graduate school for something. We chatted briefly & I told my folks about her later. They went over without me and talked with her for awhile. It was a small town, but I didn't think I was that memorable.

Second Kmart Mgmt location: I get paged to the Service Desk. I see the woman working the Desk look at me as I approach and roll her eyes. Female Customer: Are you the Manager? Me: I am. (note - this is the last time I get to speak) Female Customer: Are you aware you're out of large bags (she means the shopping bags we stick purchases in)? How are your customers supposed to feel? I purchased this large package of Charmin and now I have to walk out of the store with it in full view of everyone in the parking lot! What are people going to think? Me (thinking): That you don't wipe your ass with your bare hand? Female Customer (btw she has a toddler in her cart): I think you should put signs on all the embarrassing products saying that they might want to reconsider buying the products because you don't have large bags! Me: (wondering if this is some sort of prank or if Allen Funt is hiding somewhere) Female Customer (she has been talking non-stop this whole time): Are you sure you're a Manager? You don't seem very concerned! (turns & leaves in a huff) I never had the chance to offer the use of a large black trash bag, which was s.o.p. for when something like this happened.

Are you certain that isn't "Free Hogs"? That supposed "u" seems to be curved inward.

First Kmart I was assigned to as Mgr: I"m walking down the main back aisle and see a woman admiring one of the potted house plants. She holds it at arm's length & turns it one way, then the other... Then she takes a step back...and holds it at arm's length again to look at it. (No there was no "hood" over the plants, the lighting was the same)

Knife switch or blade switch would have been very, very interesting...