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Lost Words Of Our Youth


Todays Friday Funnies is not a joke as such, but a whimsical look how some words that have been part of our vocabulary seem to be disappearing. It seems such a shame too because some of them are so ‘picturesque’? They sort of just rolled off your tongue. I’m not quite sure of the word to use. Maybe one of you guys can help me out.  :tongue_laugh_ee:


Heavens to Murgatroyd!

Would you believe the email spell checker did not recognize the word Lost words of our youth heavens to murgatroydmurgatroyd?

Lost Words from our childhood: Words gone as fast as the buggy whip! Sad really!

The other day a not so elderly (65) (I say 75) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy
and he looked at her quizzically and said “What the heck is a Jalopy?
Oh, Oh a new phrase! He never heard of the word jalopy!!
She knew she was old but not that old.

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.

About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology.
These phrases included “Don’t touch that dial,” “Carbon copy,”
“You sound like a broken record” and “Hung out to dry.”

Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie.
We’d put on our best bib and tucker to straighten up and fly right.

Heavens to Betsy!
Gee whillikers!
Jumping Jehoshaphat!
Holy moley!
We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley,
and even a regular guy couldn’t accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill.
Not for all the tea in China!

Back in the olden days, life used to be swell,
but when’s the last time anything was swell?

Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A.
and of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes and pedal pushers.
Oh, my aching back. Kilroy was here, but he isn’t anymore.

We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap,
and before we can say, well I’ll be a monkey’s uncle! or,
This is a fine kettle of fish! we discover that the words we grew up with,
the words that seemed omnipresent, as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely
a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.

Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we’ve left behind
We blink, and they’re gone. Where have all those phrases gone?

Long gone: Pshaw,
The milkman did it.
Hey! It’s your nickel.

Don’t forget to pull the chain.
Knee high to a grasshopper.

Well, Fiddlesticks!
Going like sixty.
I’ll see you in the funny papers.
Don’t take any wooden nickels.

It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills.
This can be disturbing stuff !

We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeable times.
For a child each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age.
We at the other end of the chronological arc have the advantage
of remembering there are words that once did not exist
and there were words that once strutted their hour upon the earthly stage
and now are heard no more, except in our collective memory.
It’s one of the greatest advantages of aging.

See ya later, alligator!

And now for a few real laughs. I love this next video, which apparently is a commercial of some kind. What I love about it is it shows how women have the same sort of drive that blokes have when it comes to perving.  :angel1:

I hope you enjoyed Friday Funnies #133 and that you have a great and safe weekend.

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Forrest Gump goes to heaven? Can you imaging the day that the legendary Forrest Gump dies and goes to heaven? I have to admit Tom Hanks character in Forrest Gump was brilliant. One can only imagine the hilarity if they did a followup of Forrest Gump goes to heaven and met St. Peter. The reason for me talking about Forrest Gump going to heaven is because I just received this email today talking about that very thing. I’m sure you’re going to love this one

Forrest Gump Goes To Heaven Meets St Peter

Forrest Gump goes to heavenThe day orestinally arrived. Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.

He is at the Pearly Gates, met by St. Peter himself. However, the gates are closed as Forrest approaches the gatekeeper.

St. Peter said, ‘Well,Forrest, it is certainly good to see you. We have heard a lot about you. I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and we have been administering an entrance examination for everyone. The test is short, but you have to pass it before you can get into Heaven.’

Forrest responds, ‘It sure is good to be here, St. Peter, sir. But nobody ever told me about any entrance exam. I sure hope the test ain’t too hard. Life was a big enough test as it was.’

St. Peter continued, ‘Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions.

First: What two days of the week begin, with the letter T?

Second: How many seconds are there in a year?

Third: What is God’s first name?

Forrest leaves to think the questions over. He returns the next day and sees St. Peter, who waves him up, and says, ‘Now that you have had a chance to think the questions over, tell me your answers.’

Forrest replied, ‘Well, the first one — which two days in the week begins with the letter ‘T’? Shucks, that one is easy. That would be Today and Tomorrow.’

The Saint’s eyes opened wide and he exclaimed, ‘Forrest, that is not what I was thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess I did not specify, so I will give you credit for that answer. How about the next one?’ asked St. Peter. ‘How many seconds in a year?

Now that one is harder,’ replied Forrest, ‘but I thunk and thunk about that, and I guess the only answer can be twelve.’

Astounded, St. Peter said, ‘Twelve? Twelve? Forrest, how in Heaven’s name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year ?

Forrest replied, ‘Shucks, there’s got to be twelve: January 2nd, February 2nd, March 2nd… ‘

‘Hold it, interrupts St Peter. ‘I see where you are going with this, and I see your point, though that was not quite what I had in mind… but I will have to give you credit for that one, too. Let us go on with the third and final question.

Can you tell me God’s first name’?

‘Sure,’ Forrest replied, it’s Andy.’

‘Andy?’ exclaimed an exasperated and frustrated St Peter. Ok, I can understand how you came up with your answers to my first two questions, but just how in the world did you come up with the name Andy as the first name of God?’

‘Shucks, that was the easiest one of all,’ Forrest replied. ‘I learnt it from the song:




St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates, and said: ‘Run, Forrest, run.’


Give me a sense of humor,

Give me the ability to understand a clean joke,

To get some humor out of life.

And, above all else to pass this on with you favourite social sharing sites :wink_ee:

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Should I Join Facebook Friday Funnies #131


I got this in an email today which I thought was really quite clever. It was titled…

Should I Join Facebook?

Read it all the way through! It’s a good laugh AND really quite true!!
A good laugh for people in the over 70 group!

When I bought my Blackberry, I thought about the 30-year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos, pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter.

I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, my 13 grand kids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.

My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation.

I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.

The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Bluetooth [it’s red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.

I mean, the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, “Re-calc-u-lating.” You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then, if I made a right turn instead. Well, it was not a good relationship…

When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.

To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven’t figured out how I lose three phones all at once and have to run around digging under chair cushions, checking bathrooms, and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.

The world is just getting too complex for me.

They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store.

You would think they could settle on something themselves, but this sudden “Paper or Plastic?” Every time I check out, just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them with me.

Now I toss it back to them.

When they ask me, “Paper or plastic?” I just say, “Doesn’t matter to me. I am bi-sacksual.” Then it’s their turn to stare at me with a blank look.

P.S. I know some of you are not over 70. I sent it to you to allow you to forward it to those who are. I figured your sense of humor could handle it….

We senior citizens don’t need any more gadgets, even my new washer/dryer has a digital panel!!!!!!!

Yeah it must be pretty hard for those of us not born in the digital age.

You’ve probably seen this video but it really proves my point about the older generation.

Finally, I’ve discovered something that I could add to my bucket list  :tongue_laugh_ee:

Facebook bucket list

That’s it for todays Friday Funnies. Remember, sharing is caring :wink_ee:

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