1986

[Gunny]

I keep looking at this thread and remembering. In 1986 I could bench press 350 pounds and clean and press 235 and could run 3 miles in 21 minutes. Had two black belts and was working on my third. I could shoot from 1500 meters without glasses on a M-14. MTV actually played music videos, the Weather Channel actually gave you the weather, and Headline News actually gave you headline news. Ronald Reagan was our CinC. Hell, I even still had hair then.

I remember 1986 very well.

[NightTrain]

1986... I was 15, had a broken leg and was in a cast from my toes all the way to my groin for 16 weeks. It sucked!

On the upside, I didn't have to chop as much wood that year. I did, however, do a shitload of dishes.

I would have taken chopping wood any day!

[Gunny]

1986... I was 15, had a broken leg and was in a cast from my toes all the way to my groin for 16 weeks. It sucked!

On the upside, I didn't have to chop as much wood that year. I did, however, do a shitload of dishes.

I would have taken chopping wood any day!

Was 1981 and that cast for me. Was 21. Try being a jarhead on crutches. I got screwed with for 3 months. I used to break that SOB once every 10 days or so just so I could scratch my damned leg.

[NightTrain]

Was 1981 and that cast for me. Was 21. Try being a jarhead on crutches. I got screwed with for 3 months. I used to break that SOB once every 10 days or so just so I could scratch my damned leg.

Best feeling in the world when I finally got that damned nasty, sticky cast off my leg and rubbed my skin for the first time in months!

[Gunny]

Best feeling in the world when I finally got that damned nasty, sticky cast off my leg and rubbed my skin for the first time in months!

No shit, brother. I'm with ya. Sumbitch from your hip to your foot and itch at the knee. Probably where we transfer to the waterboarding thread. That was F-ing torture.

[LongTermGuy]

.....1986..was a young successful dude...(a know it all (you know the Type)....but was still learning about life) was running a house of Pleasure...drove a new red corvette..Automatic... (had the tuned port injection engine) ....and counted my blessing every day I stayed alive...

[NightTrain]

.....1986..was a young successful dude...(a know it all (you know the Type)....but was still learning about life) was running a house of Pleasure...drove a new red corvette..Automatic... (had the tuned port injection engine) ....and counted my blessing every day I stayed alive...

Haha!

I never would have expected you to be a former pimp, LTG!

Now that's some funny shit!

[Gunny]

.....1986..was a young successful dude...(a know it all (you know the Type)....but was still learning about life) was running a house of Pleasure...drove a new red corvette..Automatic... (had the tuned port injection engine) ....and counted my blessing every day I stayed alive...

Interesting how people see things. I had a little hazel-eyed, curly blond haired girl that called me "Dy-a-a-a-ady" (she IS Southern). She'd come running up in her princess dress and stride rite hightops (that daddy the Marine kept polished to a sheen) and pile on me. She's STILL my little princess to this day. She'd climb up,hand me a book and say "Daddy, read me story". It was always the same damned book too.

Your story sounds more like 1978 for me. Lived in Miami and being nice was NOT on my list. Rode a KZ-1000. Got the knee to prove it. Why I haven't had a bike since.