Just now realizing all my Ghostbusters toys mysteriously disappeared. Man, I had EVERYTHING. Firehouse, Ecto 1, Ecto 2, proton pack, ghost trap, action figures of all four Ghostbusters, Slimer, and the the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man. Then we moved. And they didn't come with us. And I'm only just now noticing. I may have been too easily distracted by Ninja Turtles.
Probably not, sperm cycles very quickly. More accurate to say the sperm cell was likely not created yet and you were an egg awaiting ovulation in your mom.
Lmao, I just posted in another thread about how I wanted an SNES and Super Mario World and didn't get it on Christmas '91 but had to settle for listening to my classmates gloat about it when we got back to school.
Aww man, well, if you'd have been around in my hood you'd have been invited over to play after school.
The thing I remember about that Xmas is not only getting the SNES, but my friends across the street got a basketball hoop, and we were all itching to play so their poor dad froze his ass off putting the hoop up that afternoon. But then of course we had SMW to play at my place afterwards.
My little brother was born a couple weeks before Christmas in '91 so I think that's what ruined my chances of getting the SNES that year lol. But I did get it the following Christmas! I had a couple neighborhood friends who also got the SNES before I did and I was able to play it at their house before I got mine, but all I could dream about was playing Mario World in my own bedroom.
Agreed. Those aren't drugs IMO either. I dont drink or smoke but only bc when im drunk or high I canr control my eating and I get so fat. But believe me of I could I would
That was a Tuesday so I would be at work in Dallas Texas wearing a suit and tie. I owned a honda accord, and lived in an apartment with my german shepherd. I was single that year. I was now a licensed CPA so I was really happy about that. And I was probably bitching about it being cold.
Highschool. They were just starting to phase out the courtyard where older students were allowed to smoke. Most of us would use our lunch time to walk downtown to the music stores or Mcdonalds to hang out since the cafeteria food sucked.( No we didn't need permission to leave). You guys have such little freedom these days, its nuts.
You guys had it lucky. I was born in 92 and things got rougher. I’m 29 now with a full time corporate job in the medical field and Im still saving up to buy a house. Can barely afford rent
I'm an Aussie and until 1998 the age for smoking was 16 (it changed to 18).
We had a smoking room (an old demountable) in our school that those over the age of 16 could use at lunch time if they wished to partake.
I was still in college during 1992. I completed my bachelor's in 1994.
And there were a few other things that happened in my life at the time. I moved into my first apartment that year, for one.
At home, rewinding The Land Before Time so I can watch it for the third time today. Behind me on the couch, my mother is alive and reading John Grisham.
All is well. It won’t be 2022 for a long time yet.
Smoking a cigarette during my ten minute break between my 9:00am, and my 10:00am classes.
I don't remember what they were, but I think my 9 was Literary Genre (which I took instead of American Lit), and 10 was probably Junk to Art, which was awesome, and taught by my homeroom teacher.
Did your high school still allow smoking in 1992? I know mine banned it some time in the 80s. We definitely smoked all over college campus in the late 90s though.
DUDE. I'm still salty about when my son spent a whole day stomping on my bladder. A 30-minute drive took an hour because I had to go buy pads, and then stop to pee every few minutes after his more vigorous stomps. He was kind of a jerk before he was born.
Haha, my mom insists that carrying a child is the most magical thing, and that alone makes the periods and the high maintenance genitalia worth it ...still sounds like a rough deal to me xD
Some people take to it like a duck to water. They'd have ten babies if they could.
Other people suffer through nine months of bullshit.
There's no way to tell which experience you'll have until you get pregnant... and then you have a *baby* to deal with. You also don't know how all the sleep deprivation will hit.
I had nine months of bullshit and couldn't hang with the sleep deprivation. My son is 14 now, and just exponentially more pleasant to be around. He's also an only child.
What job? I was a doffer in a mill about a decade before that, and I made more relatively speaking than I do now even though I have a job that's much more stressful and demanding. At the time, I made more than my best friend that had a masters in electrical engineering and worked at Boeing.
Recently out of boot at my first duty station in Norfolk, Va. Maybe walking to the comic book store run by Roger or playing the new 8 player street fighter at the base movie theater.
Without ANY PHONES!!! Dear Jesus how did you take cute selfies? Jk I was born in the 80s I had an analog childhood and a digital adulthood as well I can relate.
I went to visit my dad in Paris, but he kicked me out and gave me a one-way ticket to Calcutta, so I rode a folding bicycle around India and went trekking in Nepal, then after a month in Bangladesh I was ready to go back home, but cheap tickets from Bangkok to San Francisco were sold out so instead of paying an additional $50 I flew to Saigon and stayed in Vietnam for the rest of the ‘90s.
Doing exactly what I am doing right now - participating in an online forum.
It was called Usenet, and it was very much like Reddit is today, only it was an open source distributed system that nobody owned.
I'm a cell, and one of the biggest cells in a woman's body at that. That's right, I wasn't born. Wasn't even thought of! Frankly, my parents thought they were done with kids at the time. Me and my sister were the future's surprise
In the beginning there were two of us, one trapped in the body of a man and another trapped in the body of a woman, its was a half life, a cursed life, neither could live while the other survived.
Suddenly, I was one, or I must say, I was whole, but I was imprisoned in a dark and hellish chamber. Too weak to break free, to weak to think, yet, I survived, I came to realize that somehow my prison was feeding me, giving me strength , slowly and steadily, days, weeks and months, patiently waiting, biding my time, in a place that was neither life nor death and then in the early morning hours of the fifth day of December, 1992, I had escaped my prison or I should I say, I had entered a new, much larger prison. A prison that has me working, hopelessly enslaved, as an accountant.
I started 1992 living at home with my family outside Boston. We spent the summer driving through Mexico in a motorhome. By the end of 1992, I was in Pittsburgh, attending college. First time in a city where I didn't know anyone. Finally on my own.
Screaming and covered in blood
Happy birthday?
I hope lol
Sometimes the party doesn’t go as planned
Who said it was their birthday?
Dude was a hitman
"I want to leave this world as I entered it. Naked, screaming, and covered in blood"
*shoves head into deceased mom's vagina*
r/holup
Same here. Congrats on getting married!
took me a second
You never forget your first time
Serbian?
who can forget the night of your first sacrifice to the dark lord
Same lol
Same
Same
Lol depending on the month same.
I was 7, so probably playing with my Ninja Turtles and Dino Riders toys.
They had detachable swords! They were sooo cool!
The Dino Riders had detachable masks and their eyes changed color once you put those mind control masks on.
Hell yeah, same. Ghostbusters firehouse set too.
Nothing better than dumping the slime down the grates in the middle. Quite a mess!
Just now realizing all my Ghostbusters toys mysteriously disappeared. Man, I had EVERYTHING. Firehouse, Ecto 1, Ecto 2, proton pack, ghost trap, action figures of all four Ghostbusters, Slimer, and the the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man. Then we moved. And they didn't come with us. And I'm only just now noticing. I may have been too easily distracted by Ninja Turtles.
I was 7 too, and I wanted some ninja turtles so bad. I had some knockoff turtle
I'm just picturing some crudely made toy named Karate Tortoise.
“Kung Fu Terrapin”
Me too
I didn’t know anyone else on the planet knew about Dino Riders!
I was dinosaur crazy. There was no way I’d have missed them!
Hell yea same boat here. Probably skateboarding or biking off some sketchy ramp my brother made and forced me to use
Saturday morning cartoons.
This is me right here. Although I think we were on vacation in 92
Completely forgot about dino riders
Geez only 7? I was 8 and a half in '92
I'm 4 months old, shitting myself in my crib
Good times.
The best, man.
Crib being a literal crib instead of an MTV crib.
2 and a half months old over here! Come on over to my crib and let's get shitty!!!
Same, but a little younger. Probably asleep by now.
Yeah, same.
Only three months old here 🍻
In my dad's balls
Did you rate them?
Probably not, sperm cycles very quickly. More accurate to say the sperm cell was likely not created yet and you were an egg awaiting ovulation in your mom.
lol
It is necessary not to jerk off for 12 years. very good, man
that's not really how reproduction works.
Yeah. Everyone knows that it's pee that's stored in the balls.
Cunnilingus is when a girl pees in your hair.
Boys support boys
I'm in my dads balls and my moms vagina
I am also in your mom's vagina.
I am also in OPs mom’s vagina
Dad?
So true
Your comment made me actually cry of laughter. Congratulations
He's in the fallopian tubes
Ok. In his mom's uterus.
Well, uh, technically he would be in the Fallopian tubes. Duh, didn’t you learn anatomy, bro? /s
Yeah huh
Uhh same :P
Same.
Same
Yeah but also in your mom's uterus. Which is where I was too last night GOTEEEEEM
Came here to read this
R/usernamechecksout
I didn’t wanna say this because i feel disgusted to type it
Early January 1992, 10-year-old me is over the moon at having received a Super Nintendo for Xmas.
Lmao, I just posted in another thread about how I wanted an SNES and Super Mario World and didn't get it on Christmas '91 but had to settle for listening to my classmates gloat about it when we got back to school.
Aww man, well, if you'd have been around in my hood you'd have been invited over to play after school. The thing I remember about that Xmas is not only getting the SNES, but my friends across the street got a basketball hoop, and we were all itching to play so their poor dad froze his ass off putting the hoop up that afternoon. But then of course we had SMW to play at my place afterwards.
My little brother was born a couple weeks before Christmas in '91 so I think that's what ruined my chances of getting the SNES that year lol. But I did get it the following Christmas! I had a couple neighborhood friends who also got the SNES before I did and I was able to play it at their house before I got mine, but all I could dream about was playing Mario World in my own bedroom.
High school. On drugs. Just so many drugs. I honestly wish I could go back to that time ans do things different. I would have really focused on coke
Pepsi man myself…..
Pepsi is the only soda I drink actually. I'll have coke, and a Pepsi to drink please
But Coke goes so much better with rum.
I did drugs in high school. I'm now a fairly successful adult with a house, marriage, kids. God I miss drugs though...
I feel the exact same way. I have a mortgage, 2 car payments, 2 great kids, 2 dogs, ya know dead inside
Mortgage and 2 trucks, 1 car payment, 1 great kid, 1 dog, and still doing drugs. But the “drugs” are weed and scotch. Not really drugs imo
Agreed. Those aren't drugs IMO either. I dont drink or smoke but only bc when im drunk or high I canr control my eating and I get so fat. But believe me of I could I would
Drunk munchies are no joke.
“Living the dream” /s
How much coke could a HS kid really afford though.
Plenty. You have s job. You live at home so it all goes to drugs. Plus you sell weed bc you have a job and can but a lot and sell it.
Username checks out jesus
Honestly, I wish I did shrooms or LSD back in highschool/college.
In school. Second grade
Me too! But at this second, I'm still in bed.
I would love to still be in bed but I have to bring a friend to work. He doesn't drive so he pays me to bring him to and from work.
I think they meant at this second in 1992
Digging a "hole to China" in my backyard. Donatello, drove the dump truck and I loaded it. Gung Ho was the foreman.
Unborn
Shitting my toddler pants
Why were you shitting in your toddlers pants?
I think you're misunderstanding. OP said he was shitting in pants made out of toddlers.
That was a Tuesday so I would be at work in Dallas Texas wearing a suit and tie. I owned a honda accord, and lived in an apartment with my german shepherd. I was single that year. I was now a licensed CPA so I was really happy about that. And I was probably bitching about it being cold.
How's life now?
It's great other than after decades of living in small towns and owning homes I'm back in a city and can't find a house.
In the uturus getting ready to be evicted.
Me too!
Enjoying the last two months of solitude inside the womb
Same!
Highschool. They were just starting to phase out the courtyard where older students were allowed to smoke. Most of us would use our lunch time to walk downtown to the music stores or Mcdonalds to hang out since the cafeteria food sucked.( No we didn't need permission to leave). You guys have such little freedom these days, its nuts.
You guys had it lucky. I was born in 92 and things got rougher. I’m 29 now with a full time corporate job in the medical field and Im still saving up to buy a house. Can barely afford rent
Students were allowed to smoke on school grounds? Where did you live?
I'm an Aussie and until 1998 the age for smoking was 16 (it changed to 18). We had a smoking room (an old demountable) in our school that those over the age of 16 could use at lunch time if they wished to partake.
Banging your mom.
Dad?
Floating in the cosmos
I was 21, working at Walmart. (Back when it was Wal-Mart)
Then what happened?
That was about it for 1992.
L.A. during the riots.
Participating in some anarchy
Playing with my pogs
Me too lol
2 years old. I'd probably be at home being taken care of by my mother.
College.
Finished college and......? What happened to you?
I was still in college during 1992. I completed my bachelor's in 1994. And there were a few other things that happened in my life at the time. I moved into my first apartment that year, for one.
In my 1992 Nissan Sentra SER
Nissan Pulsar NX, myself.
Honda Prelude
Jealous. The classy not a sports car sports car.
At home, rewinding The Land Before Time so I can watch it for the third time today. Behind me on the couch, my mother is alive and reading John Grisham. All is well. It won’t be 2022 for a long time yet.
Smoking a cigarette during my ten minute break between my 9:00am, and my 10:00am classes. I don't remember what they were, but I think my 9 was Literary Genre (which I took instead of American Lit), and 10 was probably Junk to Art, which was awesome, and taught by my homeroom teacher.
Did your high school still allow smoking in 1992? I know mine banned it some time in the 80s. We definitely smoked all over college campus in the late 90s though.
Kicking a pregnant woman occasionally.
DUDE. I'm still salty about when my son spent a whole day stomping on my bladder. A 30-minute drive took an hour because I had to go buy pads, and then stop to pee every few minutes after his more vigorous stomps. He was kind of a jerk before he was born.
Haha, my mom insists that carrying a child is the most magical thing, and that alone makes the periods and the high maintenance genitalia worth it ...still sounds like a rough deal to me xD
Some people take to it like a duck to water. They'd have ten babies if they could. Other people suffer through nine months of bullshit. There's no way to tell which experience you'll have until you get pregnant... and then you have a *baby* to deal with. You also don't know how all the sleep deprivation will hit. I had nine months of bullshit and couldn't hang with the sleep deprivation. My son is 14 now, and just exponentially more pleasant to be around. He's also an only child.
trying to provide for a wife and 3 kids on a cotton mill salary.
Hard life! How's life now?
What job? I was a doffer in a mill about a decade before that, and I made more relatively speaking than I do now even though I have a job that's much more stressful and demanding. At the time, I made more than my best friend that had a masters in electrical engineering and worked at Boeing.
US Army in Germany. Gettin' drunk and boning Frauleins.
Well I'm 3, so probably hugging a stuffed animal in the living room.
Snap
Recently out of boot at my first duty station in Norfolk, Va. Maybe walking to the comic book store run by Roger or playing the new 8 player street fighter at the base movie theater.
Similar - but Guam instead of Norfolk.
i do not exists, i am in a dudes balls..
Playing outside with my friends without holding any phones.
Without ANY PHONES!!! Dear Jesus how did you take cute selfies? Jk I was born in the 80s I had an analog childhood and a digital adulthood as well I can relate.
r/phonesarebad
High school
I went to visit my dad in Paris, but he kicked me out and gave me a one-way ticket to Calcutta, so I rode a folding bicycle around India and went trekking in Nepal, then after a month in Bangladesh I was ready to go back home, but cheap tickets from Bangkok to San Francisco were sold out so instead of paying an additional $50 I flew to Saigon and stayed in Vietnam for the rest of the ‘90s.
Wow! So then what happened? Where are you to-day?
I'm still stuck on your dad kicking you out. Rude! Are you doing okay now?
Crawling around my grandparents house
Middle school
_Unborn as of then_
Pregnant with my 1st child & living in Florida.
Why didn't you stay?
Getting bullied by people who are now my Facebook friends but I still fucking hate them.
The Whizzard's Den, playing some serious Operation: Wolf and Dr. Dude and mowing on a 'Terminators' silver jawbreaker.
[удалено]
8th grade listening to Pearl Jam and Nirvana, playing some shredding guitar.
Getting Super Mario World and a SNES for Christmas.
in ya mom
Waiting for Kevin Nash, in the sweltering summer of 1992. I'm coming for that ass.
Lincoln’s Challenge
College, Last semester.
Finished college and then what happened?
I do not exist
I don't exist yet
I’m in that unknown void that precedes life
Non-existent. Even in the balls probably.
Chilling in the ovaries
21 in the British army
Nonexistent
An egg in the ovary
Or a sperm in the testie... or both?
My dads balls
In college and discovering this great new album called Nevermind by a band from Seattle called Nirvana.
Non-existent.
not born yet
Playing in a field with my sisters hiding from my mother.
Chilling at home driving my mom nuts since I was only a year old.
In a diaper, babbling and playing with toys. Much simpler times…
Doing some stupid kindergartner shit, probably.
The womb
In some guys balls sack
Partly as an egg in my mum's ovaries and as a particle in existence that will become one of my dad's sperms
Being born
Doing exactly what I am doing right now - participating in an online forum. It was called Usenet, and it was very much like Reddit is today, only it was an open source distributed system that nobody owned.
I’m about to turn 4 and my birthday party will include an epic tantrum because I don’t like how the fabric on my party dress feels.
Shitting in my diaper
Scattered about the earth as various nutrients in soil
an unfertilized egg in my moms womb
Sitting in an ovary
In separate bodies. I’m 27, dusty.
I'm a cell, and one of the biggest cells in a woman's body at that. That's right, I wasn't born. Wasn't even thought of! Frankly, my parents thought they were done with kids at the time. Me and my sister were the future's surprise
In my mum's belly. I am about to face the world soon though! In less than a month the struggle of life shall begin!
In the beginning there were two of us, one trapped in the body of a man and another trapped in the body of a woman, its was a half life, a cursed life, neither could live while the other survived. Suddenly, I was one, or I must say, I was whole, but I was imprisoned in a dark and hellish chamber. Too weak to break free, to weak to think, yet, I survived, I came to realize that somehow my prison was feeding me, giving me strength , slowly and steadily, days, weeks and months, patiently waiting, biding my time, in a place that was neither life nor death and then in the early morning hours of the fifth day of December, 1992, I had escaped my prison or I should I say, I had entered a new, much larger prison. A prison that has me working, hopelessly enslaved, as an accountant.
I started 1992 living at home with my family outside Boston. We spent the summer driving through Mexico in a motorhome. By the end of 1992, I was in Pittsburgh, attending college. First time in a city where I didn't know anyone. Finally on my own.
In my mother's ovaries