Allowed to go ! Luxury ! We had to scrimp and save, work
our fingers to the bone, to pay for our monthly use of the privy ..

Dave Milne, Scotland
'91 Grand Wagoneer, '99 TJ

"Lee Ayrton" <layrton@panix.com> wrote in message
news:Pine.NEB.4.60.0407250754040.18279@panix1.pani x.com...
> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004, Lon wrote:
>
> > Lee Ayrton proclaimed:
> >
> >> On Fri, 23 Jul 2004, Paul Calman wrote:
> >>
> >>>> When I was a kid, we only used water and therer was no such thing as
> >>>> antifreeze/coolant.
> >>>
> >>> When i was a kid we didn't have all this fancy food. All we had was
> >>> dirt, and we were thankfull for it.
> >>
> >> Dirt!?!? Luxury. All we had to eat was a handful of cold gravel, and
> >> every night our Ol' Dad would murder us in our sleep and dance and sing
> >> show tunes on our graves.
> >
> > Graves?! You had *graves* !? We had to just hang the family
> > members in the old outdoor toilet until spring thaw, then plant
> > them under the vegetable garden to recover their proteins to
> > fertilize the lifeless soil.
>
> A privy! We _dreamed_ of one day being allowed to use a privy. We
> had to hold it until we got old enough to work in the mines, and then we
> were allowed to go only once a month.
>
>