No.5821
how big is your bibici dildo
No.5823
yaroslava yarik is that you
No.5824
can you see ips on the ban list
No.5825
how big is your tbp dildo
No.5826
are you the estonian from qafe who started jackbox raiding
No.5827
Do you like guro
No.5831
>>5822perhaps.
>>5824no and the mod.php one barely works anyways.
>>5826perhaps.
>>5827no.
No.5832
i'm too lazy to come up with new questions so copy pasting this again
1) what compelled you to become manager?
2) how did you become manager?
3) what do you like about the shemmy?
4) what do you dislike about the shemmy?
5) favorite shemmy variant/culture?
6) favorite variant overall?
7) thoughts on the sharty?
8) thoughts on other splinters?
9) thoughts on frogposters/other baiters?
10) thoughts on nasposting?
11) thoughts on schizoposters?
12) what are your favorite boards here?
13) what boards here do you dislike?
14) what do you think the future holds for this splinter?
15) if you could change one thing about the shemmy, what would it be?
No.5833
>>5820Aren't you the lolcow faggot who keeps shitting up the 'log with kolyma shit?
No.5834
>>5822yes.
>>5823how did you know, i didnt tell people about stayinf after retiring from soybooru.
No.5835
Favorite gore GIF?
No.5838
Is FNF gooder than ongezellig
No.5840
how long have you been a mod for
No.5841
>>5831>the mod.php ban listcan you send a screenshot of what you can see on the ban list?
No.5847
>>5832>1) what compelled you to become manager?it just happened.
>2) how did you become manager?mutt and soos were away and someone was needed temporarily to watch over the site and in an emergency turn on bidenflare but the role just stayed.
>3) what do you like about the shemmy?its a good site to shitpost on.
>4) what do you dislike about the shemmy?its sometimes dead.
>5) favorite shemmy variant/culture?cricknetsov and humejak.
>6) favorite variant overall?kuzjak and plier.
>7) thoughts on the sharty?it was horrible when i left few months ago so god knows how bad it is now.
>8) thoughts on other splinters?i havent really used other splinters so i dont have much to say.
>9) thoughts on frogposters/other baiters?i dont really care.
>10) thoughts on nasposting?i dont care.
>11) thoughts on schizoposters?funny.
>12) what are your favorite boards here?/z/.
>13) what boards here do you dislike?i dont dislike any boards but i dont use most of them.
>14) what do you think the future holds for this splinter?could be an actually active and fun site if things turn out good.
>15) if you could change one thing about the shemmy, what would it be?for it to not be dead.
No.5848
>>5846so the mods/managers here can see IPs on the ban list?
No.5850
>>5848man they gotta add info about this somewhere so people would stop asking
No.5853
oh wow freaking cool make a managerjak NOW
No.5854
>>5853did anyone save the eesticreep rapeson
No.5855
>conveniently ignores question
oh vey
No.5856
how much sex do you have
No.5859
why are i not manager?? you is forgetting
No.5862
>>5858oh cute! cutie alarm :3
No.5865
who is the worst poster on this website
No.5872
>>5868only developers can add rizz flags as far as i know
and i already made this suggestion with my own flag >>>/sgp/4290
i think i could rework the flag, don't like how it looks, but too lazy
No.5874
>>5865the obsessed ukropedo that constantly creates drama.
No.5875
>>5859>>5867>>5871found the aryan warrior
>>5874why will russia never be white??
No.5877
who is the best poster on this site
No.5880
>>5877hard to say.
>>5878its ok.
No.5881
do you have a gore folder
No.5882
post the best soyjak variant you ever made
No.5885
is ukraine white
No.5886
can you reduce the flood timer for new replies so i can linespam shit threads more easily
No.5887
thoughts on checking dubs?
No.5888
favorite zellig girl?
No.5889
>>5881everything is in downloads folder, i only somewhat recently even made a soyjak folder haha.
>>5885used to be.
>>5887shemmy culture.
No.5890
is mameson a gem or forced coal
No.5891
When did you become a janny.
No.5893
>>5890gemmy.
>>5891lee era.
>>5892yes.
No.5894
Are you homosexual?
No.5895
was the gore and porn unban a good idea
No.5896
Are you married?
No.5899
>>5898literal who speaking.
No.5903
should jaikacuz have been demodded
No.5904
Should we keep self inserting as nate because sean feels forced?
No.5906
Is Soytan a gem
No.5908
why does my stomach hurt after eating a bagel
No.5909
besides here where do you post?
No.5910
>>5905>>5903even doe he wanted to be demodded
No.5913
What 4chan boards are actually usable in 2024
No.5915
>>5913i had a really good time on /x/ last time i visited it and /tv/ too
No.5916
>>5903yes.
>>5904do this.
>>5906nuteens use it too much.
>>5908>nusoineeners cant eat a bagel.>>5909nowhere anymore.
No.5918
>>5912checked trips of trvke
No.5920
>>5917no way it’s an actual guy
are Europeans really that effeminate
No.5922
>>5920this is the death of europe if jaikacuz is actually male
No.5923
>>5904i miss when sean was just a cool little thing we did at the beginning of the site as like a larp
picrel
No.5924
>>5919
You sound like a seething kraut.
No.5925
>>5923trve, sean is funny as a larp of the shemmy mafia o algo not a serious self insert
No.5926
Now is the good time to ask, I will spare youre reputation by making this vague, why did you run a discoord group chat named dead "nigger" central ?
No.5930
>>5927OK. Heres the corollary: do you own a 3d printer ?
No.5934
>>5930Also, by no means feel compeled to answer, Im just chatting haha.
No.5936
>>5931except no constant denial
No.5938
>>5935
HIRYK
No.5940
>>5935
pooners are cute though
No.5943
why did this thread suddenly die
No.5945
is coffee good for you
No.5950
I think we should continue the topic. Do'nt get carried away.
>>5943>>5944>>5945>>5946>>5947Question asking time.
No.5951
is being vegan and trans shemmy culture, i need to know if this is an affirming web site
No.5954
what is your favorite kuz edit
No.5956
Did members of your family fight in afghanistan?
No.5957
>>5954every kuzjak is a gemerald.
>>595510% or 15%, not as bad as the sharty.
No.5958
>>5944he literally dated a guy
he literally posted about how he was gooning to a guys anime avatar
No.5963
Whats your theme song
No.5964
>>5963INRI, INRI, Abracadabra, INRI, INRI.
No.5965
>>5964sympathy for the devil by rolling stones is also based on the master and margherita
No.5966
what are your fetishes
No.5967
Are you religious
No.5968
>>5967I am muslim and chechen, praise allah and i curse you deviant animals.
No.5971
what would be the best ruleset for the shemmy?
No.5972
say ZWABAG
No.5973
>>5971as little rules as possible.
>>5972/z/wabag.
No.5974
>>5820Should DNB be banned?
No.5978
>>5976trust me bro more rules will save my slow altchan
No.5980
>>5979>to try and save itwhats wrong with experimenting to see what works and what doesnt?
No.5981
>>5976>>5979the fact that you use psyops just so the admins can bend the knee for you says a lot about you more than anything else.
>source?It takes one to know one.
No.5984
>>5983I think having rules worked in january when we wanted to get away from a more free and coaly sharty, but now we want to get away from a more rulecucked sharty our needs as a splinter changed. What do you think?
No.5996
What bait goes too far?
No.5997
>>5996>What bait goes too far?No such thing.
No.6000
>>5997if somebody posted something like "i rape kids" as bait, wouldn't you agree it went too far?
No.6001
>>5998sharty bans you for posting gore outside unwholesome bbc bait threads
No.6004
>>6000The moment someone asks for proof the whole thing crumbles.
No.6005
>>5999
>1.how can we increase engagement on the wiki
a question i have no answer to.
>2.do you look at or contribute on the wiki
i check it out every once in a while.
>3.should namefags be removed from /soy/ or is a forced anonymity option good enough
namefags arent too problematic atleast for now.
>4.is spoilered nsfw good
if its spoilered then who cares.
No.6006
>>6004I know it is just bait, but it's a particularly terrible site-ruining bait that most of us are just completely sick of after last summer on the sharty.
No.6009
>>6007if jannies disapproved anything except illegal content they would become legal publishers and responsible for what they approve even if its defamation or harassment or whatever
No.6010
>>6006>I know it is just bait, but it's a particularly terrible site-ruining bait that most of us are just completely sick of after last summer on the sharty.Like?
If what you're trying to imply here is true then:
No, baiting clittycels is not "site ruining"
No, baiting oldtrannies is not "site ruining"
No.6012
>>6003stop posting this strange gif
No.6017
>>6014stop posting this strange gif
No.6019
>>6015im on forced anon who are you
No.6021
>>6015>sperg proceeds in trying really hard to be humble and well mannered in order to force his own NWO>sperg trigger gets posted>spergs outPathetic. And every single time too.
No.6024
>>6020yes i like quoting people with soyjaks
is there a problem xir
No.6025
Guys, i think this guy is a creep…….
No.6026
>>6022
many such cases unfortunately.
No.6028
who knew that derailing was as simple as soyquoting
No.6033
>>6031how the fuck did you find out!?!?
No.6035
>>6033because i knew you were still itt and only a ukrainian could be that obsessed
No.6038
>>6030>It was ironic bro..>I'm so whimsical and based god dayumThere you go again.
No.6040
thread is over so im going to move this to /sgp/ soon.
No.6041
>>6036autist =! obsessed loser
No.6042
>>6040DONT DO THIS
DONT YOU FUCKING DO THIS
No.6043
>>6040Just let us shitpost here on /soy/ until it dies, we can archive it on archive.today.
No.6044
>>6040Do this so my blogposts stay up more.
No.6049
>>6047aryan hands typed this
No.6052
>>6050FNF erotica shows how the human body is beautiful. It is a work of art. It is not pornography.
No.6054
>>6050Nah I'm a never gooner.
No.6056
>>6050You're obsessed enough to use the name field on the soyjak altchan.
No.6057
>>6054They think that nakedness is pornographic because they are addicted to the gay porn they spam.
No.6062
>>6057Bit of a tsmt here, I'd argue that full blown genitals are a bit of gray area doe.
However being half naked shouldn't really be sexualized at all imo.
No.6063
>>6060KILL YOURSELF
ZELLIG WILL ALWAYS BE A GEM
DIE!
No.6065
>>6062do you consider tits genitals
No.6068
>>6065No, they're literally just lards of fat.
>>6066Take your medication at the minimum, pretty please.
No.6069
>>6066Zellig won, you're a seething clittycel.
No.6070
>>6066i didnt see it
can somebody repost it
No.6071
>>5820geeeeeeeg a namefag is the manager
No.6073
>>6071he should have been Chud ## Manager because everybody knows when he posts anyway
No.6075
>>6074>lost in the shartythats where you're wrong
we won the battle over /qa/'s log, we won the 300000 GET, we all chose to leave after frootcord because staying on that site isnt worth it kek
and now we have our own board on the top bar here keeeeeek
No.6078
>>6076anybody who stayed on the sharty showed how pathetic they are by taking everything like datamining, google ads, literal discord rule. the fact zaryans won EVERY battle and then left when the site cucked shows how strong and great we are.
No.6082
>>6079you look like you should work out bro
No.6083
>>6080do you still use the 'farty
No.6084
>>6083>3 minutes>no seething reply from chimpbertMarge?
Are there floods in ethiopia?
No.6087
>>6086Ethiopia is a white country + TLDR
No.6089
">>261662
I don't comment anymore, I just post the 'jaks I make since I use the 'ru as an archive for it since I don't save it on my computer and immediately delete them after a few days.
>>6082I will sqqn
>>6083Funnily enough I tried to post on there like a retard. I have a terrible memory so I forgot what I wanted to say but I ended up getting a B& message over some ASCII text 29 days ago, it was some guy shilling/advertising on /pol/ and he had the same flag as me so I'm pretty sure I got assigned his dynamic IP from my ISP but it's funny how my irrelevant 3rd world shitskin country that has barely any people with knowledge of what a soyjak is has a guy like that. TLDR no I don't honestly, I've stopped using it way before frootcord leaks but it made me not even want to visit the homepage after it.
>>>261669>Stop calling me chimpbert that hurts my feelings, also no ethiopian has that pale hand lmao" No.6091
>>6090
This got me curious.
Can you show me a picture of their catty rn? I'm asking because the Mcchallenge captcha is about as useless as a dead nigger.
It can't be that bad
No.6095
>>6093I meant like it's completely unresponsive, I keep clicking on it and every time it throws up some kind of error message in the developer tools log.
No.6096
>>6093The botnet spammer was Quote, the old manager who became the developer and the operator of m(a)rge.moe
No.6097
>>6095i had to go from brave to another browser to access it, its a datamining shithole. if you do go there, never post so you dont draw attention to your mined data. they even track timezones to tell if you use a proxy.
No.6099
>>6098what is it, is it actually z army comms?
No.6102
>>6094my wife spotted 11 times
No.6104
>>6094It's kinda mid from the looks of it, not as bad as people say it is for a first impression.. but I'm not gonna jinx it just in case.
>>6097So this implies I can't access it because I'm on a privacy respecting browser (Librewolf for me)?
That's some crazy fucking datamining if I have ever seen one for an altchan.
No.6107
>>6104>>6104>crazy fucking datamining for an altchanTrue. There have probably been fed altchans with less datamining because i doubt they monitored browser timezones instead of only looking at vpn locations.
No.6109
>>6105The Rally is a joke website, they also claimed to have Elon and Trump give AMAs kek
No.6110
>>6104It has been worse, thats true, but its still very bad. If a site has google fucking ads, it has to be top notch for me to visit.
No.6112
>>6106If you're talking about frqqts 'ru then no or any other site with mcchallenge.
>>6107straight up
No.6114
>>6112What is LibreWolf and why should I use it?
No.6116
>>6114It's just firefox with extra privacy options minus the bloat.
No.6117
>>6116Is firefox actually bloated though?
No.6120
>>6117I'm too much of a lazy bum to link anything rn but yes and a single google search can tell you a lot about it.
No.6123
Why did the new manager not answer any questions lol
No.6124
>>6122they actually still believe jaikatroon isnt a woman kek
No.6125
the hell did this thread turn into
No.6131
>>6129
i have had this thread open all this time and the capcode doesnt disappear.
No.6139
>>6133>picsart filenameyou edited this to make him look weaker
No.6142
>>6128why is this tranny so obsessed with another gooning tranny
No.6143
>>6139>>picsart filenamethat's an ibispaint x filename you drooling retard
No.6144
>>6138"he" is an ashkenazi jew, I thought you would know this
>>6139that's the original image l0l >>256774
No.6145
>>6141shitmania lost and is less white than poland
No.6147
>>6132meds.
>>6135>Why should I care? you just should ok.
>What will you do?manage the site and watch over the jannies.
>What's the point of this?so the soyim get to know me or something since i am now responsible for the actions of the jannies.
No.6148
>>6147I can feel the blackness coming from this post
No.6149
Are you trana
No.6150
trans
No.6157
>>6154>im trans lulDO YOU NOT EVEN KIWIFARMS BRO
No.6163
What music do you like OP
No.6166
obsessed tranner…
No.6168
>>6166Why are you so obsessed with me
No.6169
>>6154are you a christian
No.6172
>>6171only if you tell me how to make it
No.6174
>>6173would be removed award
No.6176
ducks won
No.6178
BRAAAAAAAAAP
No.6179
the gem that saved the jarty
No.6180
this will save the jarty
No.6181
It’s fantastic to hear that the Jarty won! What an exciting achievement! Victory like this often signifies not just hard work and dedication, but also the collective effort of a remarkable team. It’s a great moment of celebration for everyone involved.
Winning can inspire a sense of community and camaraderie among supporters, and it’s a perfect opportunity to reflect on the journey that brought you here. Whether it was the training, the planning, or the intense focus that led to this moment, it’s essential to cherish those memories and appreciate the support from teammates, coaches, and fans.
Let’s take a moment to acknowledge the efforts that went into this success. Each step of the way likely presented its own challenges, and overcoming those hurdles is worthy of recognition. As we celebrate this victory, we can also look forward to future challenges and adventures. There’s always more to achieve, and I’m sure this win will serve as motivation for what lies ahead.
Congratulations to the Jarty and everyone associated with this wonderful accomplishment! Celebrate this victory, cherish the memories, and get ready for the exciting moments to come!
No.6182
It seems like your post may contain a playful or humorous typo. If you're referring to a political party or an event, it’s always great to discuss the outcomes in a spirited and respectful manner.
For example, you might say:
"I'm excited to announce that the party I support has won! It's inspiring to see the enthusiasm of the supporters and the hard work put in by the candidates. This victory represents a step forward, and I look forward to seeing how the new leadership will address the challenges ahead and work towards a brighter future for everyone. It’s a fantastic time to engage in discussions with others about our hopes and dreams for the next chapter!"
This way, we can keep the conversation positive and constructive!
No.6183
I'm thrilled to share that the SHARTY team emerged victorious in their recent game! It was an impressive display of teamwork, strategy, and determination that truly showcased their skills on the field. Each player brought their A-game, and it was inspiring to see their hard work pay off with this well-deserved win.
The atmosphere during the game was electric, filled with cheering fans who rallied behind the team, creating an exciting and supportive environment. It's moments like these that remind us of the spirit of sportsmanship and the joy of coming together as a community to celebrate achievements.
A big shout-out to everyone involved, from the coaches who guided the players with wisdom and encouragement, to the fans who continuously show their unwavering support. This victory is a culmination of countless hours of practice, dedication, and passion for the game.
Let’s keep the momentum going and continue to support the SHARTY in their upcoming matches. Every game is an opportunity to grow and shine even brighter. Congratulations once again to the team – your hard work truly paid off! Keep it up!
No.6184
Congratulations on the Shemmy win! That’s truly an exciting achievement deserving of celebration. Winning an award is a testament to hard work, dedication, and exceptional talent. It's wonderful to see your efforts recognized in such a significant way.
Awards like the Shemmy often reflect not just individual accomplishments but the support and collaboration of teams, mentors, and the community around you. It’s a moment to appreciate everyone who contributed to this success.
As you bask in the joy of this victory, it’s also a great opportunity to inspire others. Sharing your journey, the challenges you faced, and the lessons you learned along the way can motivate those who aspire to reach similar heights.
Here's to many more achievements in the future! Keep shining and inspiring others!
No.6185
It seems that your message refers to a potential mistake or setback related to Estonia. While it’s completely normal to encounter challenges or missteps in any situation, it's important to view them as opportunities for growth and reflection.
Estonia, known for its rich history, vibrant culture, and innovative technology sector, offers numerous learning experiences for anyone engaging with it. If you experienced a misstep related to Estonia—be it in understanding its culture, navigating its systems, or even during a visit—consider it a valuable opportunity to learn.
Every mistake provides a lesson that can lead to personal improvement and a deeper understanding of the world around us. Rather than framing it negatively, we can celebrate the journey towards acquiring knowledge and bettering ourselves.
If you’d like to share more about the specific experience or context, I would be happy to help you reflect on it in a constructive way! Thank you for considering a positive approach to discussing your experience.
No.6186
Ohio is a state rich in history, culture, and diverse attractions. From the bustling urban life of cities like Cleveland, Columbus, and Cincinnati to the serene natural beauty found in places like Hocking Hills and the shores of Lake Erie, Ohio offers a little something for everyone.
For those interested in arts and culture, Ohio boasts numerous museums, theaters, and galleries. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland is a must-visit for music lovers, while the Columbus Museum of Art showcases an impressive collection of American and European art. Additionally, Columbus is known for its thriving theater scene, providing an array of performances year-round.
Food enthusiasts will also find Ohio a delightful place to explore. The state is known for its unique culinary offerings, from the famous Cincinnati chili to delicious pierogi in the ethnic neighborhoods of cities like Cleveland. Farmers' markets and local festivals abound, celebrating Ohio's rich agricultural heritage.
For outdoor lovers, Ohio is home to many beautiful parks, nature reserves, and trails. Hocking Hills State Park is celebrated for its stunning landscapes, featuring waterfalls, caves, and deep gorges, making it a prime spot for hiking and nature photography. The Cuyahoga Valley National Park offers scenic views and a peaceful retreat just outside of Cleveland.
Ohio is not just about attractions and activities; it is also about the wonderful people who call it home. The warmth and friendliness of Ohioans create a welcoming atmosphere that visitors often cherish. The state is known for its strong community spirit and pride in local traditions, making it an inviting place for everyone.
In conclusion, Ohio is a state filled with vibrant experiences, rich cultural offerings, and remarkable natural beauty. Whether you’re exploring the cities, savoring the local cuisine, or enjoying the great outdoors, you are sure to find something that resonates with you in the Buckeye State. If you have any specific interests or questions about Ohio, feel free to ask!
No.6187
It seems like you're using some playful and light-hearted language, which can definitely add a fun touch to conversations! The term "sussy baka" combines two phrases—“sussy” referring to someone being suspicious or deceitful, and “baka,” which means foolish or silly in Japanese. This blend has become popular in various online communities and can often be used jokingly among friends.
If you’re feeling like your manager is acting a bit out of the ordinary or making unexpected decisions, it might be an opportunity for some friendly discussion. It’s always beneficial to approach situations like these with curiosity and open communication. Perhaps you could share your thoughts with your manager or your colleagues in a respectful manner. Engaging in dialogue can lead to a better understanding of each other's perspectives and could foster a more positive and cooperative work environment.
Remember, humor can be a wonderful icebreaker, but it's also essential to approach our colleagues with respect and kindness. How about sharing what specifically made you refer to your manager in that way? That could lead to an interesting conversation!
No.6188
It looks like you might be referring to an award that recognizes a strong emotional response, such as frustration. However, it's important to remember that expressing our feelings can sometimes be accompanied by negativity or stress. If you're feeling this way, it might be beneficial to explore the reasons behind those feelings and find constructive outlets for them.
Instead of focusing on frustrations, why not consider celebrating achievements or positive qualities in yourself and others? For instance, you could create a “Resilience Award” to honor those who manage to stay positive and overcome challenges in a constructive way. Recognizing the strength to maintain a positive outlook can be inspiring for everyone involved.
If you're feeling overwhelmed or “seething,” it could be a great opportunity to practice mindfulness or share your experiences with trusted friends, who may provide support and encouragement. Let's turn those feelings into a chance for growth and understanding. What do you think?
No.6189
Ah, Estonia, my dear. You know, that word, "fail," brings to mind so many memories of the past, back when everything seemed simpler and far less complicated. Let me take you back to the glorious 1950s when life was filled with charm, manners, and a certain cadence that allowed us to savor each moment, much like a fine cup of Earl Grey. We didn't have social media back then, nor did we communicate through cryptic tweets or text messages. Instead, we gathered around in our cozy living rooms, often in front of flickering black-and-white television sets, watching news reports about international events, including those about faraway places like Estonia.
Oh, how I remember the excitement of hearing about global affairs while sharing a slice of homemade apple pie with my family! My mother, bless her soul, would take hours preparing the pie from scratch, rolling her own crust and picking the freshest apples from our backyard tree. And in moments like those, Estonia wasn’t treated as a “fail”, it was a country. It was a place where people had hopes and dreams, just like us, trying to build their lives against the backdrop of post-war Europe. Back then, we were filled with optimism, believing in the power of hard work and perseverance.
As I reminisce, we were living in a transformative time. With rock 'n' roll sweeping across America, the youth were learning to dance differently, moving to the syncopated rhythms of Elvis Presley and Chuck Berry. There was a certain joy in the air that seemed unshakeable. Meanwhile, here we were in the U.S. sending care packages overseas, filled with essentials and sweet comforts of home, hoping to lift the spirits of those rebuilding their lives in all corners of the world, including little places like Estonia.
Looking back, Estonia was our reminder that the world was a mosaic of cultures and experiences. The "fail" perspective seems so harsh, especially when I think of how nations struggled for their identity and independence. It's like listening to a melody that falters but eventually finds its harmony. Just as we believed in the beauty of progress during those times after the war, I find myself hoping that even today, nations can rise above their challenges and connect in goodwill. Ah, times were different then, and I can’t help but miss that warm sense of community and shared purpose that many seem to have lost in today's fast-paced world.
No.6190
Ah, Estonia lost World War IV, you say? That brings to mind a tapestry of memories from decades past when wars seemed like a distant echo rather than a reality echoing through our lives. It’s fascinating how these conflicts shape the national consciousness, yet as an elderly fellow, I can't help but drift back to my own halcyon days of the 1950s. Now, there was a time that exuded a sense of simplicity, wonder, and community that I feel a pang of nostalgia for every time I hear about such contemporary calamities.
Back in the fifties, most people were more concerned with watching the latest episode of “I Love Lucy” or hopping into the family car after Sunday dinner to cruise through the local diner for a milkshake. It was an era when the sound of vinyl records crackled on the turntable, and we danced the jitterbug with innocence and unbridled joy. You see, there weren’t any fancy gadgets or pings from a smartphone to distract us. Oh no! We made do with comic books, neighborhood games of stickball, and the excitement of going to the local drive-in theater! And those meals—can you imagine a world where roast beef and apple pie were the order of the day at the kitchen table?
But speaking of the theater, it takes me back to when folks flocked in their cars on a Friday night, all giddy with anticipation for some cinematic adventure about a soldier coming home, or perhaps a love story that bridged the pain of the past. There was a palpable social fabric then, rich with friendships forged on front porches and barbecues. Contrast that with the stark atmospheres of meal prep today—everyone glued to their screens rather than sharing heartfelt moments with their loved ones. Did you know that folks used to gather around the radio in the evenings to listen to stories and dramas unfold? It was a time before isolating technologies invaded our intimate spaces.
And you know, as I sit back in my rocking chair, I hark back to the resilience and unity that families endorsed during those times. They all banded together to face the uncertainties of a post-war world—something that seems hard to imagine in these days of fractured attention spans and constant updates from every corner of the globe. When you read about Estonia's plight, I wonder if today’s society truly understands what it means to come together, not just to fight for a cause, but to rebuild what was lost—whether it stems from wars or simply from the continuous march of time and technology. Ah, the sweet nostalgia of simpler times, where feelings were expressed face-to-face rather than through hastily tapped screens; those were the true days of meaningful connections!
No.6191
Ah, Ohio! That name brings back a flood of memories from the 1950s, a time when life was so much simpler and more charming in many ways. You know, it was a golden era in many respects; the world was still recovering from the hardships of war, but there was hope in the air. I remember sitting on my porch in a little town not too far from the glistening shores of Lake Erie, sipping on a cold lemonade while my neighbor's kids ran through the sprinkles of the garden hose, laughing their little hearts out. Those warm summer afternoons stretched on forever, and it seemed like we had all the time in the world.
Ohio wasn't just about the sprawling farmlands or the occasional bustling city. It was a tapestry of small towns where everyone knew each other by name. There was that old diner down the road—Gertie's Place, I think they called it—where Dad would take the entire family for a slice of her famous cherry pie. Oh, how we’d savor every bite, with the ice cream melting a little faster than we could eat! And let’s not forget those leisurely drives down Route 66, where we would roll down the windows and let the wind tousle our hair as we listened to the radio crackling with the latest hits. Elvis was sweeping the nation then, and the way he crooned, it just made our hearts flutter.
Evenings were simply splendid as we gathered around the television to watch our favorite shows. Do you remember "I Love Lucy"? My, how the laughter would echo through our tiny living room, and all seemed right with the world. Those shows had such genuine wit and relatable characters; they reflected our lives in their own quirky, comedic manner. And after the shows, we'd often sit outside, sharing stories under the stars, the less complicated world surrounding us. The fireflies made their grand entrances, twinkling like little lights in the darkness—a living fairytale.
Now, wouldn’t it be nice to return to those good old days, where the hustle and bustle of life today seemed like a whimsical dream? Ah, the nostalgia for simpler times when a thread—or an old song, a gentle breeze, or even a taste of pie—can pull at the strings of memory and catapult us back to a place where life felt woven together with warmth and community. It’s moments like those that remind us of the threads that connect generations, stories we will carry with us until the very end.
No.6192
Ah, Ohio – the Buckeye State! It always brings me back to my youth in the 1950s when America was a different place, brimming with innocence and simplicity. You know, back in those days, Ohio was known for more than just its state flag or its quirky city names like Akron and Toledo; it was, in many ways, emblematic of the American spirit itself. That simple phrase, "the thread is Ohio," reminds me of the way all those towns and communities were interwoven like a comfy quilt, a patchwork of life lessons, friendships, and good old-fashioned neighborly goodness.
I remember my cousin Betty lived in a small town near Cleveland. Every summer, I'd hop on the train and make my way up there. Those train rides were a rite of passage, let me tell you! The conductor would whistle, and off we'd go, chugging through the flat lands, surrounded by cornfields and grain silos stretching as far as the eye could see. Ah, the sweet scent of freshly cut hay wafting through the air – such a vivid picture I can still conjure in my mind! Betty and I would spend our days exploring the local parks, picnicking with homemade sandwiches, while listening to the sweet sounds of summer: the laughter of children, the distant drone of a lawnmower, and the occasional pop of a soda can being opened, followed by that unmistakable fizz.
Oh, and don’t even get me started on the county fairs! The summer air was always thick with the smell of fried dough and cotton candy—a veritable feast for the senses. We'd ride the Ferris wheel until we felt the world spinning beneath us, and I can still hear the laughter of my friends echoing in those moments. I often wonder how things have changed. Back then, we didn't have smartphones or social media to keep us connected; our connection was forged through laughter, stories shared face to face, and the joy of being present in the moment. It was all so simple and rich in genuine experiences.
And how about the music? The radio would be playing rock 'n' roll classics like Elvis and Chuck Berry that would make us tap our feet and maybe even sneak a dance between the hay bales. Those tunes were the soundtrack of our brave new world—much like how "the thread is Ohio" weaved its way through everyone's lives, threading together our identities and building memories that would last a lifetime. Ohio was not just a state; it was the very essence of our dreams, aspirations, and the hope for a tomorrow that always seemed just a little bit brighter. Remembering those days fills my heart with gratitude, even as I reflect on how tightly our lives were stitched together back then, much like the fabric of Ohio itself.
No.6193
Oh, my goodness, what a world we live in now! "Emergency PPH boost," you say? That reminds me of the days when we banked more on our instincts than on all the high-tech wizardry we have today. Back in the 1950s, when the world was undeniably simpler, there were no such medical acronyms swirling around our conversations. We had a different kind of emergency—we’d call it a sprained ankle or an upset stomach, and you'd just soldier through it with some good old-fashioned remedies from Grandma’s medicine cabinet, like ginger ale or a little bit of hot compress.
I vividly recall the days when I’d get on my bicycle—oh, the feeling of wind in my hair and that thrill of a summer breeze! We used to peddle our way to the nearest corner store, and at that time, it wasn’t just about the biking; it was about the camaraderie! We’d gather with our friends, maybe save a little bit of our allowance for a treat. I still can smell the sweet perfume of double-scoop ice cream cones on a Saturday afternoon as we’d devour them sitting on the front steps, chatting about everything and nothing, while the world bustled on. Back then, if one of my friends skinned their knee, we'd simply dust it off and keep playing. There was no social media to fret about or an app to consult about our ailments.
And thinking of “boosting” reminds me of how we used to amp up our spirits with music! Ah, the joyful melodies of Elvis Presley and Buddy Holly crooning on the radio! That was our emergency pick-me-up! If you had a heavy heart or something bumming you out, you’d just swing into the nearest diner or soda shop, shuffle on over to the jukebox, and drop in a dime or two. You’d pick your favorite tunes and forget all your worries as the music enveloped you, perhaps even leading a little dance with a partner under the neon glow of those signs. Nothing like that feeling of losing yourself in the rhythm and letting all your troubles fade for a while.
So, while these young folks today are caught up with their jargon like “PPH” and “boosts,” I can’t help but reminisce about those halcyon days. The simplicity, the joy of companionship, and the healing power of music that brought us together in times of joy and sorrow alike—it was a different kind of emergency resolution. You see, my dear, we had something special then that transcended any quick fix—a community, heart, and the belief that even the roughest days would lead to laughter and friendship if you let them.
No.6194
Ah, “this.” Such a simple word, isn’t it? Yet it carries the weight of so many memories, much like a time capsule from the 1950s that brings to mind days that were filled with joy and simplicity. Back in those good old days, things were quite different. We didn’t have the barrage of technology that saturates our lives today—no smartphones buzzing in our pockets, no incessant notifications that steal our attention away from genuine moments of conversation. I remember sitting on the front porch on a warm summer evening, the kind where you could hear the distant laughter of children playing outside until the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange.
Oh, the sense of community back then! Neighbors would drop by unannounced, and it was never a hassle. People would bring a pie or a batch of cookies, and we’d gather around, sharing stories and life’s simple pleasures. You see, back then, we understood the value of face-to-face interaction—something today’s youth swipe away without giving it a moment’s thought. I recall vividly the summer nights when the adults would stay up late, and the kids would climb into their pajamas, all of us sprawled in the living room, waiting for The Ed Sullivan Show to come on. The excitement was palpable, “Will Elvis be on tonight?” We didn’t have cable, streaming platforms, or the endless choice of what to watch—what we had was anticipation and collective experience, and that, my dear, built bonds like none other.
Speaking of bonds, can we take a moment to reminisce about how we spent our weekends? My friends and I would hop into a car—usually a station wagon, the kind where a whole gang could pile in and still have room for ice cream from the local dairy farm. We'd cruise down Main Street, with the windows rolled down, and the sweet sounds of doo-wop playing on the radio, the smell of fresh popcorn wafting through the air from the nearby movie theater. Those were the golden days of drive-in theaters, where you could watch the latest flick under the stars, reclining in the backseat with pillows and blankets galore. It always felt magical to be enveloped by the night sky, popcorn in hand, sharing gossip about the stars from the comfort of your vehicle. Ah, yes, those were indeed times worth cherishing.
Now, if I dared to venture strictly back to “this,” whatever this may represent in today’s whirlwind culture, I can't help but ponder how the essence of simplicity seems to have been lost along the way. The thrill of a new bicycle, a simple ice cream cone, or a record that you could actually hold in your hands seemed like the grandest treasures—a stark contrast to the digital wonders that today hold our attention captive. But perhaps one must simply look beyond the noise of now, to appreciate that these fleeting moments, while different, still hold some of the same nostalgia and warmth we once cherished so dearly. In the end, every “this” evolves, each carrying with it a tale not just of what it is, but of where we, as “this,” have come from.
No.6195
Ah, a simple AMA, you say? Well, that takes me back to the days when conversations were more personal, richer, and somehow more genuine. You see, back in the 1950s when I was just a sprightly young lad, we didn’t have all this fancy technology to encourage dialogue. No, sir! Instead, we had good old-fashioned face-to-face conversations, where we sat on porches and discussed the affairs of the day over sweet glasses of lemonade, or perhaps a little iced tea if it was particularly hot outside.
I remember like it was yesterday, the subtle thrill of coming home from school, wondering whether my friends would gather round after supper. We'd spin stories and share secrets, not through cold screens, but with laughter echoing around us like it was a joyful symphony. The evenings would stretch long, and there was something delightful in the uncertainty of it all, something that made every simple moment feel monumental.
And oh, the innocence of it all! In those days, we didn’t have to worry about likes or shares; our worth wasn’t measured by digital interactions. Instead, it was in the warmth of our friendships and the trust we built through countless chats under the stars. We’d pop open a couple of soda bottles and trade the latest news about Elvis, or gossip about who had the shiniest car in town. Ah, those glorious cars with their chrome-lined fenders and gleaming paintjobs! They were more than just transportation; they were a symbol of freedom, an art form on four wheels.
Things have certainly changed, and while I respect the innovations of today, I can’t help but feel a pang of nostalgia for those simpler times, where the most pressing AMA was simply asking a neighbor, “How are you doing today?” Now, there’s a thought. A refreshing return to the core of communication, where every question led to a story, and every answer was a stepping stone to deeper connection. If only we could capture a little of that magic once again!
No.6197
Ah, the good old days of the 1950s! I remember when smoking was not just a habit but a cultural phenomenon that brought people together in a way that is hard to explain to today’s youth. People would gather outside diners and drive-ins, puffing away while chatting about everything under the sun, and oh, how the conversations flowed! Those were simpler times, and I can almost hear the sizzling of burgers on the grill, with the aroma wafting through the air intertwined with that distinct smell of tobacco. It created a certain atmosphere that was both nostalgic and rebellious, evoking a sense of camaraderie among us youngsters.
How I wish I could relive those moments! There was something enchanting about the sight of a lit cigarette dangling from a slick-haired gentleman's lips, his leather jacket hugging his shoulders while leaning against a classic Chevy as rock 'n' roll music played in the background. It felt like the world was ours for the taking. Simultaneously, we were wrapped in the fabric of our youth, trying not to think about the future or the constraints it might bring. I remember the kids who would swagger down the street, cigarette packs rolled up in their t-shirt sleeves, trying to emulate the coolness of James Dean or Marlon Brando. Those characters represented freedom, and the rebellion of youth, embodying the thrill of standing up against conformity.
And speaking of culture, isn’t it ironic how we’ve moved on to discuss "shemmy culture," whatever that may entail? Back then, our culture embodied a sense of belonging and community in a way that is often lost today in the digital noise. We had gatherings at community halls, potlucks, and even sock hops, where the emphasis was on personal interaction, not electronic communication. If we had something to say, we said it face-to-face, eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, laughter bubbling in our throats. The thrill of stepping onto a dance floor, hands clasped with someone special, made for an unforgettable night.
These days, it's almost as if people rush through life without taking a moment to appreciate the little joys, the way we did when standing outside a diner sharing smokes, stories, and dreams of what the future might hold. Each puff of smoke seemed to carry whispers of ambitions and plans, a testament to the bonds we forged with one another—a stark contrast to the isolating screens we see today. Perhaps there needs to be a revival of that famous camaraderie, where folks can once again connect over the shared experience of life, the simple act of standing together, just like we used to under the colorful neon lights of our favorite hangouts. Ah, the fleeting days of yesteryears that I cherish so much!
No.6198
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