Youth Of Today

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PR.

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My dad lived a life like the one described above, there used to be moors near where they lived he had 8 brothers and sisters and they would be out all day on the moors... There's 350 houses there now.

I think some of the blame can't be put on the children of today more like their parents and their parents, parents, society has been going down hill for decades.

We isolate ourselves much more than we used to, sometime just going home and locking ourselves the house. Many people don't know who there next door neighbour is and have exchanged very few words with them.

Theres not going to be any fix for it, and my feeling is we are transitioning from the old society to something new... whether it that is a good thing, I don't know :(
 
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ECA

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couple of things.


Lester, I know what you mean exactly about laughing so hard your chest hurts ^_^ although never had the snot bit.

PR, we may not know the people next door ( actually I do ), but we know people in brazil, nigeria, and a billion other places.
 
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Tom

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Well I know my neighbours, even if the one next door is a bit weird. She could talk the hind leg off a Donkey.
 
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Munkey-

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Originally posted by Lester
This subject is a bit of a Glen iirc but for the record...

What I really miss, and I mean Really with a capital R, are those times with your mates when you laugh so hard you can't breathe. You want to wee your pants. You want to stop coz it hurts so much. You feel that if you don't stop you may go insane and never stop. Your guts hurt and snot comes out ouf your nose and god forbid you have a drink in your mouth.

The worst ones are when you're not supposed to laugh, assembly, weddings, funerals, etc. Try to keep those guffaws in then and you may require hospital treatment.

Things are funny these days still but it's not the same. Try and savour them kids, they don't come around as much when you're "mature".

oh gods. I suffer from that :/ got kept behind for 10 minutes because i still couldnt stop laughing. Have one of the laughing fits at least once a week. only way i can stop it is to grab my nose and not breath.
 
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stu

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Kids (and teenagers) today are fucking pussies. Far too much mouth and no balls to back it up.

eg: when I joined my Secondary School in the first year, you lived in fear of crossing the 6th Form. You didn't dare say shit to them, because if you did you'd get smacked. Pretty fucking hard. This inversely proportionate scale of gob to beats continued on down the school. It meant 1) people got into a lot more fights and 2) they quickly learned who was above and below them on the food chain.

Fast forward to the time I was in 6th Form. The 1st year were a right bunch of mouthy little pussies who'd run for the nearest staff room if you even flinched in their direction. Having said that they didn't really have much to be scared of, because if you did anything more than flinch you were guaranteed to be spending most of that evening in DT.

End result: a generation of whining little turds. If these little maggots had learned a bit more respect and taken a few more beatings maybe we'd be marching through Baghdad by now instead of pussying around with these Stop The War campaigners! God damn peacenik hippies.

(I had a point somewhere, but I'm bored and I want my Weetabix).
 

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