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Odd things you remember from a long time ago

I used to keep reptiles and amphibians 40-plus years ago, when I was a kid. For some reason I can still remember most of their 'Latin' names.

The spelling may be slightly wrong on some of these, but this is how I recall them:
Reticulated Python (Python reticulatus)
Red-Tailed Boa (Boa constrictor constrictor)
Rainbow Boa (Epicrates cenchria)
Yellow Rat Snake (Elaphe obsoleta quadrivittata)
Red Eared Slider (Trachemys scripta elegans)(although I think I may have known it as Chrysemys scripta elegans back then)
Greek Tortoise (Testudo graeca)
Hermann's Tortoise (Testudo hermanni)
Green Lizard (Lacerta viridis)
Spotted Salamander (Ambystoma maculatum)
Great Crested Newt (Triturus cristatus)
Smooth Common Newt (Triturus vulgaris)
Common Toad (Bufo bufo)
Green Toad (Bufo viridis)
African Clawed Frog (Xenopus laevis)
African Bullfrog (Pyxicephalus adspersus)(often still called Rana adspersus when I was a kid)

I can also still remember a few of the 'Latin' names of the many species of birds that I kept in a couple of aviaries in the garden.
Cockatiel (Nymphicus hollandicus)
Budgerigar ((Melopsittacus undulatus)
Diamond Dove (Geopelia cuneata)
Red-Throat Finch (Amadina fasciata)
Java sparrow (Lonchura oryzivora)
Chinese Paintd Quail (Excalfactoria chinensis)
Canary (Serinus canaria)
etc, etc, etc.

I think I had a slight obssession with scientific nomenclature when I was young. :lol:
 
Do you remember when you would pick up your telephone and a female voice would say, "Number please?" I would answer "Culver 3810." And a connection would be made, the phone on the other end would ring, and someone would answer "Hello?"

If you were on a party line phone and your phone rang, you answered it only if the ring was your ring. Ours was a long and two shorts. If you wanted some entertainment, you answered the phone when it rang somebody else's ring, and you could eavesdrop on that conversation.
 
MrRochesterNY said:
Do you remember when you would pick up your telephone and a female voice would say, "Number please?"
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Not only that, I remember our 3-digit phone number (445) and the crank phone at the bottom of the stairs beside my parents' bedroom door.
 
jbrown329 said:
Can't do that anymore. Damn caller id!
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My darling sister, and I, would get a couple friends together, and pick the phone number of one of the most "upstanding" members of our Dad's congregation.

Caller 1: Hello, is Simon there?

Victim: I'm sorry, but there is no Simon here.

Caller 1: I'm sorry, I must have the wrong number.

Victim: No problem. God bless you.

Caller 1: And you, too. Good night.

Caller 2 would wait 30min., then call and ask for Simon. Our victim would once again explain there was no Simon there, and we must have a wrong number. Caller 2 would apologize for bothering them, and say "Good Bye".

15min later, Caller 3 would ask for Simon, and our somewhat perturbed victim would adamantly point out we had a wrong number, and didn't know how we got it, but was hoping there wouldn't be any more calls for Simon. We'd explain we didn't know why it was happening, either, apologize, and wish them well.

Dum dum ... Dum dum ... Dum dum ...

10min later, Caller 4, usually me, but not always, would call and say, "Hello! This is Simon, and I'm wondering if there have been any calls for me."

We had a tendency to learn a LOT more swear words than we'd ever heard before! :eek: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao:

Problem was keeping a straight face the next time we saw those so "pious". :badgrin: ..|
 
^ Juvenile Delinquent! [-X

Is that you on the left Chaz? :lol:

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^ Good gracious, hello. Is this the party to whom I am speaking?

(I just had to see the title and Ernestine came back in an instant.)
 
TwinkleFuck said:
My mother sticking a suppository up my constipated hole - why, is this, the first thing that comes to my brain?
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I do remember the enema bulb, filled with soapy water, it's black plastic tip being inserted in my little boy butt, and it's contents being squirted up my ass, to get me to shit, relieving the pressure I was feeling in my bowels. :eek:

At the time, it didn't seem at all "odd". It was just my Mom doing what she could to make me feel better. And, it worked! ..|

It wasn't until later, as I got older, that that memory took on other meanings, and "darker" thoughts! :badgrin: :slap:
 
Yes, I remember an aunt putting a suppository up my ass when, at the age of 11, I was really constipated. She also, firstly, tried some soap, but it did not work on me! The suppository worked, and what a relief it was for me!
Since being sexually active I do not recall being constipated, I often wonder if it is something to do with the moment of orgasm when things are spasming down there.
And another thing I recall is my Mum having to grasp my penis, between her thumb and forefinger, when I was about 5 to get it to go soft since it had been hard which was making it difficult for me to pee. It worked, and then I was able to pee.
There are other things, but they will have to wait for another time;)
 
Oh, my. How far we've come from combinations on high school lockers. ;)
 
Hotrich said:
Yes, I remember an aunt putting a suppository up my ass when, at the age of 11, I was really constipated. She also, firstly, tried some soap, but it did not work on me! The suppository worked, and what a relief it was for me!
Since being sexually active I do not recall being constipated, I often wonder if it is something to do with the moment of orgasm when things are spasming down there.
And another thing I recall is my Mum having to grasp my penis, between her thumb and forefinger, when I was about 5 to get it to go soft since it had been hard which was making it difficult for me to pee. It worked, and then I was able to pee.
There are other things, but they will have to wait for another time;)
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I am just so thankful that I have no memories like these, not to say it didn't happen, but I have no recollection.
 
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