I survived the Osmond Brothers

I must add my response to the meme, while I am alive and I have survived, many individuals have not survived for precisely the reasons listed.

I remember family car trips with 3 kids laying around the giant back end of our giant station wagon playing Chinese checkers and mad libs. I don’t even know if that car had seat belts. My dad occasionally had some kind of hard liquor to pass the time and my mother rode shotgun, read the map and smoked like a chimney. For breakfast I might eat Frosted Flakes with spoonfuls of sugar added on top. For lunch a grilled cheese sandwich made with town talk white bread and velveta. For a bedtime snack vanilla ice cream with maple syrup on top and a glass of Coca Cola.

Then my parents divorced when I was 8 and the real negligence started.

I survived.

We used to follow the mosquito fogger as it went down the street! ?

I think differently.

Is surviving such a noble thing? Where is the virtue in simply surviving? Life should not be about surviving. We are not animals.

Quality of life is everything.

AND...literally EVERYONE around me smoked constantly! I'm amazed I even have LUNGS!

It’s a chest beating meme, look how tough I am,I survived the attempts of our society to poison me and general stupidity. Well, I did too.. but that doesn’t make it better. Knowing what you have learned would you intentionally eat lead paint chips? That said, depending on where you are in the country hose water is fine

Oh definitely! It amazes me at times that I'm not more beat up than I am.

Sometimes, some of these so-called taking away of liberties has more to do than just with your safety; bike helmets: sure, let you take your chances without one, but make sure your survivors don't try to sue the other party when you might have survived with a helmet on.

You mean shot at and missed, but shit at and hit.

Combat in Vietnam and a stint in the state pen (I know I shouldn't have sold some LSD).

I wear a bike helmet.

As a kid I wondered why I was forced to. After one good crash which without the helmet would have ripped my nose clean off? Using protection came easy.

Still take risks, but still here.

I am a survivor.

yes I had totally mad parents my mother was manic my father depressed from his war experiences - and abusive - I survived to laugh and live and love for myself - left home at fifteen never looked back. I might have a brother still alive somewhere, but he got off too.

I had a great collection of mercury, scavenged from toys and old valves and used to melt down roofing lead on the stove to cast my own model soldiers.

Yes, I guess I am a survivor. But every time I look at the news or read the paper, oh dear, people suffer. I'm probably just somewhere in the middle for problems. How things go seem to be in the lap of the gods, so to speak. Best to be grateful things aren't so much worse.

So far, so good.

We might be survivors but our bureaucratic nannies are taking all the credit and convincing the mush-filled heads of our progeny that it's unquestionably so. ?

When I was a small kid there were no seat belts or turn signals. Bike helmets were unheard of. However, I probably owe my life today to a bike helmet. That is either good or bad, depending on who you talk to.

Is there something wrong with wooden spoons? We use them all the time.

Operating a Ford 8N straddling the transmission because I couldn't sit in the seat and reach the pedals I was still too young no roll bar no wheelie Wheels

Swimming in the "krik" (creek), you'll get "Polio"... driving cross country in the family car on mom's lap... hitchhiking halfway to school... then hopping subway turnstiles, and never getting caught.

Funny

All those and many more.

We all are

Jumped my first car wanting to be the Duke Boys.

What's wrong with wooden spoons?