I can't even remember what I got for my 15th birthday, but I would have remembered this....
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I can't even remember what I got for my 15th birthday, but I would have remembered this....
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Kawasaki 100cc bike to go bush bashing when I was 15.
Ghostbusters proton pack & foot operated ghost catcher when I was like 6 or something.
Shit was a big deal.
My own boat rod which was a subtle way of telling me i was now old enough to take the little fishing boat and 'seagull' outboard, out on my own.
Good ole mum gave me a swiss army knife for my 16th birthday. I remember thinking, wow, how cool is is this. A bottle opener with a bunch of knives on it
Framus long neck 5 string banjo.
She was a good women but in the end she had to go.
Not my birthday, but a very nice girl introduced me to doggystyle one Christmas.
I was recently given a drone that has pic and video capabilites. I was not expecting that at all so the best as of late.
The most memorable however was a Benjamin Silver Streak .20 caliber air rifle that my father gave me at 16 years of age. He bought it brand new in the box from a friend of ours that was a gun smith and had his own shop. Not too bad but I really wanted the Ruger 10/22 like my buddy had. A year later after proving I could be responsible he let me go hunting with my older brother for small game with a Winchester modle 1892 octogon barrel .22 long pump action that we (he) brought back from his brothers farm in North Dakota.
I still have the Benjamin and it still shoots spot on. Unfortunately the Winchester was sold along with some others at auction as my dad was downsizing. However he did give me the old Springfield side by side 12 gauge a few years ago along with his vintage beer sign collection, and It wasn't even my birthday.
Last edited by fishlocker; 08-10-2017 at 01:43 AM.
Oh boy, my birthday 2005. Too obscene for words.
My God, the nonsense threads here are worse than ever! Why not start a what are you drinking now, or had for breakfast thread to feel superior with a high post count?
I think it's an honest question Chalky Dee....
For me, it's very hard, so to speak....
I remember getting $5 dollars in my birthday card from grandma that I'd use to buy model ship kits when I was a kid. The dinners, the wanton sex and binge drinking since then somehow pales in the background to getting the birthday cards from my grandma.
"I was a good student. I comprehend very well, OK, better than I think almost anybody," - President Trump comparing his legal knowledge to a Federal judge.
^^ No presents, maybe...Harry's just reading the news...
Train set on my 7th birthday. Basic cheap Hornby set, circular track with steam loco
Pardon me? to the guy with the wig.
When I turned 20, on a mountaintop fire base in Vietnam, my team leader gave me a beautiful M-2 carbine. Still have it.
A kitten. It took my mother thirty years to break it to me that Simba was not a "he" but a "she". She only found out when she took "him" to the Vets to get castrated!!
On my birthday in 2004 I was flying London Gatwick to Bkk on Phuket Air's second hand jumbo jet. At Gatwick it was delayed 24hrs so they put us all up in the local Hilton.
The flights were very cheap, I believe this was the first ever budget airline running as far as Bkk. So you can imagine the passengers, 90% male and tattooed. The booze ran out 7hrs in.
I really felt sorry for the female staff on board...
Saw an irish bloke fall down the hotel escalator finishing up with a forehead first smack which left an imprint of the escalator step. Saw his bloodied patched up face on the flight the next day, still drunk.
The morning of the flight at 7am I sat at the bar, held up my pint of guinness and said to myself ''Happy Birthday''
This was the same plane that had been on the news a few weeks before, heavily leaking fuel mid-air.
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