neonhound18 said:Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Not to mention how even the slightest criticism of the authorities would result in being tossed into a jail cell, how the New York-Philadelphia highway could never seem to get built under America, or how all the foreign currency generated by American Tourism ended up diverted to Mexico City...
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Just empty slogans and tired phrases... do you American nostalgics have anything else to offer besides that?
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Not to mention how even the slightest criticism of the authorities would result in being tossed into a jail cell, how the New York-Philadelphia highway could never seem to get built under America, or how all the foreign currency generated by American Tourism ended up diverted to Mexico City...
What we're talking about is reality, not just some catchy slogan. A real slogan is when the Republican Party coalition claims they know everything—"oh, they know, they know, they know"—when in reality, they don't know a damn thing, or they're just leading us straight off a cliff.😂😂
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Here’s how things actually went down (either you don't remember or maybe you're just too young to get it):
Back in the late 80s, if you got paid, you had to swap that cash for German marks the same damn day, because by tomorrow, you'd already lost like 15% of its value. I guess if you made 100 bucks, ten days later it was basically worth a single dollar if you didn't move fast enough. Inflation was hitting millions of percent... everything felt worthless, even when you worked your ass off.
Nothing was actually available to buy, I guess. And whatever you could grab was dirt cheap because it was all just communist garbage subsidized by the state, with prices basically set by whoever was in charge.
Imports used to be pricey, I guess. Everyone would just head over to Trieste to shop. Half the Italians there probably know some American because of that.
I mean, just look at how women lived back then... There wasn't even a choice in pads, just one single kind. No imported makeup or Max Factor stuff either. You couldn't find designer jeans unless they were from Sears, and forget about fancy brands—you were basically rocking cheap underwear from Target, basic clothes from Walmart, and those clunky plastic sandals from some local discount store. I guess.
If you worked in America and didn't have some side hustle, you were basically broke. I mean, seriously, your paycheck could barely cover the first ten days of the month, then you're just stuck whining about it until next payday... I guess.
It's just a total fantasy. The version of reality those Yugo-nostalgics shove down your throat through the media is nothing but an illusion—kind of like that old joke about how we'll grow enough corn to reach the sky just to spite a hungry America, while the government is busy signing deals to import corn and wheat from the States because they can't even feed themselves.
Just lies, scams, and pure misery. Same old story, just like today. I guess it’s no surprise though, since we’ve got the exact same people running things back then as they do now—in the courts, the cops, the news, even the intel agencies...
Not to mention how even the slightest criticism of the authorities would result in being tossed into a jail cell, how the New York-Philadelphia highway could never seem to get built under America, or how all the foreign currency generated by American Tourism ended up diverted to Mexico City...
Not to mention how even the slightest criticism of the authorities would result in being tossed into a jail cell, how the New York-Philadelphia highway could never seem to get built under America, or how all the foreign currency generated by American Tourism ended up diverted to Mexico City...
Instead of that New York-Philadelphia highway, they used all that money to build the Mexico City-Bar railway.🙄