In my day we didn’t have the Easter Egg Hunt, we had to hunt for eggs every day, because we were hungry, that’s why.
In my day there was no entertainment, we had to quilt all day long and listen to Eunice’s old jokes every day; that damn Eunice, I get a heartburn just thinking about her.
In my day kids didn’t sit around and watch TV, they had to haul firewood long distance uphill both ways, and only rich people could afford wheels.
In my day we didn’t go fishing for fun and we didn’t have us no fancy boats; we had to go catch us some dinner.
In my day we had to churn our own butter, and churn and churn and churn; damn kids get off my lawn!
In my day we only got to keep the back side of a cow, we had to sell the front half to the government.
In my day we couldn’t afford the rubber tires, you were lucky to get round wheels on your tractor. Have you ever tried tractoring with square wheels? I thought so!
In my day you’d already get yourself a whipping if you sat around and read all this stuff for this long. Damn whippersnappers!