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Abdominal surgey can turn into a time-delayed seppuku.
WWII rationing in Britain caused many foods which we take for granted to disappear. One woman remembers being a schoolgirl during the war, writing, "I remember my uncle fetching back some bananas when he came home on leave. He gave me one and I took it to school. Everyone crowded around me and my teacher showed it to the whole class. It seemed like a priceless treasure. I was a very popular girl that day. Everyone wanted me to open it and eat it, but I wouldn't. I took it back home with me and left it till it went black, but it still smelled so good. Even now I can't smell ripe bananas without evoking that memory."
The story is obviously biased, but, let's face it--it's difficult to remain completely objective when two police officers tasering and pepper spraying a blind, weaponless 94-year-old woman so severely that her prosthetic eye pops out and rolls around in the dirt.
Dayalets: Jaysus! Educational writeups on vitamin deficiency can induce nightmares.
Win This Baby: An unwed sixteen-year-old girl and the baby she's putting up for adoption make for tasteless reality television. Barbara Walters officiates as five couples compete for the coveted prize. Classy. The story gets even weirder when spoonbender Uri Geller gets pissed off because Barbara Walters is stealing his idea.
Roanoke Ballet: Because NASCAR is so cool, it has to be turned into a ballet.
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Date: 2004-04-30 07:24 pm (UTC)From:two schoolgirls are on a train. a soldier on leave takes a seat near the girls and offers them each a banana. just as the older girl takes a bite of hers the train goes into a tunnel. "have you started your banana yet?" she asks the younger girl. she says no. "well don't. it makes you go blind."
Roanoke Ballet...
Date: 2004-04-30 07:37 pm (UTC)From:Re: Roanoke Ballet...
Date: 2004-04-30 07:55 pm (UTC)From:Re: Roanoke Ballet...
Date: 2004-04-30 08:36 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-04-30 08:29 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-04-30 08:37 pm (UTC)From:Were they really itchy? f00's itched like scabies!
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Date: 2004-04-30 08:38 pm (UTC)From:luxury
Date: 2004-05-01 04:53 pm (UTC)From:Hahahah that's NOTHING compared to the type of rationing we had in Romania about 15 years ago. Everything was rationed, and we had tickets too, but good luck finding the food anywhere! Lining up for hours and hours was a way of life. Coffee became the same as currency (in fact when I came back from Israel to Romania I used coffee to pay for my dentist, driving lessons etc).. People would like up and they wouldn't even know what they're lining up for, just in hope that they'd bring something in the store, milk, bread, anything. Sugar, milk, butter, anything was rationed. Bananas? I think I saw them maybe twice in my life before moving to Israel. I used to get 2-3 oranges for Christmas. You'd have to bring the kids with you to the store to line up with you because then you'd get a bigger portion. I remember being in a line up for oil for like 4 hours and then the store finally opened and I was carried in the air (better than trampled) all the way to the store. I remember an aunt of mine came from U.S. to visit us and brought us coca cola. I bugged my mother to buy me coca cola until she got tired of me and gave me some money to go to the store. So I went (I was 6 or so) and when I asked for coca cola at the store the cashier had a good belly laugh at my expense.
When we moved to Israel I remember walking into a huge store, with chocolate, and candy, and eggs, milk, chewing gum as far as the eye could see, and I thought it was the most amazing place in the world. A few years later we went back to visit the place (a special complex for new immigrants) and you know what that amazing store was? A convenience store.
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