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  • It's 1972 again.

    Overbrook has joined SDS and is burning his older brother's draft card and along with his girlfriend's bra (she didn't know he had stolen it). Irish George is waxing his board while listening to 8-tracks of the Beach Boys and predicting the demise of Big Five basketball 30 years too early. Loki is being thrown out of class for being a wise ass. DQ's father is hitting on 3-I's mother. RSE's parents are worried about their boy, why is he studying bond indentures in fourth grade? Diggle and sellen are arguing about a couch or something that nobody else understands. DSG, already a legend, augments his legendary status by eating night crawlers intended for the next day's lake fishing. Bird Brawn is at Widener writing notes on the Eagles summer camp two a day practices. La Ref is crying because his classmates have once again stuffed him in a locker but he still maintains he's smarter than all of them. Wagnuts, are... well Wangnuts suck.

    Nixon is re-elected in a landslide of epic proportions. We land on the moon again and no one cares. People think the AMC Gremlin is a "cute" car (most of those people are working at the city wastewater facility now). Twiggy is a thing.

    And in sports, Philadelphia is having the worst year imaginable. All the teams suck. All the coaches suck. All the players suck. And all the owners suck, except maybe for one.

    And as bad as it was, this year might be worse. I mean it.
    Last edited by Dim Bulb; 10-27-2021, 11:33 PM.
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    And a dime bag cost a dime.
    500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.

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    • #3
      EARTH WORMS WERE WAY BETTER TASTING THEN THE MEAL WORMS, AND HAD TO EAT TO MANY TO GET MY FILL.
      OF COURSE THIS WAS ALL AFTER A GOOD DIME BAG OF COLUMBIAN GOLD.
      "LIFE IS FULL OF 4TH AND 1 DECISIONS, CHOOSE YOUR NEXT CROSSROADS WISELY.

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      • #4
        Does that mean we'll trade for Matthew Stafford in another year or two?

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        • #5
          Like my dad in ‘72, you nailed it.

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          • #6
            Originally posted by 3rd & Inches View Post
            And a dime bag cost a dime.
            … and your mom equaled two dime bags.

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            • #7
              Aww the Nixon years. I was 12 and pimply and a Baltimore Colts fan. Then Irsay stole Johnny U. University in the middle of the night and I was born an igglephan. Fucker didn't even leave the colors.

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