Human without the bean

Congrats to both of you. You make a delightful couple.

I hadn't time for lunch this afternoon, so I stopped by a convenience store near where I was working, but I really couldn't decide on anything until I saw something that I realized I used to love when I was a kid, but I almost never buy them anymore. It was a Hostess Cherry Pie. Yum! :) As I was eating it slowly, savoring it, I thought back to my childhood and remembered this one incredible food really, literally, was ( to me ) my favorite all- time snack food, and had brought me such joy. So I wanted to start this thread so I could share and find out what types of tid-bits that you enjoyed when you were young. Let's say that you had to be 16 years old and no older at the time. No doubt we may learn of some peculiar treats that will make us cringe like frog legs but we'll have to keep an open mind and we may even get to like something different (albeit a hostess cherry pie is not that different), that someone else enjoys.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WT5ImFd_SVo&feature=results_video&playnext=1&list=PL4636FC7FE332AB30

Bump.

Guess? Cliffhanger

I've heard of it. Something In Mexico?

Hugh Jackman Swordfish Halle Barry

Not familiar where this may be from.

No clue with me. Was it a song from 70's 80's or 90's?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcellHqqQio&feature=related

Jbarrax your up here.

I know that must have hurt Jbarrax. I tried to give it to you.

I thought this one would have been a slam dunk for any Gene Hackman or Denzel Washington fans. Your right wolf, Crimson Tide.

Those are good Kit. God is like Bounty towels, He's like the quicker pick me upper.

Here you go Jabbax, this will jar your memory. Mr. COB! Yes, sir? You're aware of the name of this ship, aren't you Mr. COB? Very aware, sir! It bears a proud name, doesn't it, Mr. COB? Very proud, sir! It represents fine people. Who live in a fine, outstanding state. Outstanding, sir! In the greatest country in the entire world. In the entire world, sir! And what is that name, Mr. COB? Alabama, sir! And what do we say? Go Bama! Roll Tide!

Hate it when that happens.

Speaking of horses did you ever see those Lipizzaner stallions. What? From Portugal. The Lipizzaner stallions. The most highly trained horses in the world. They're all white? Yes, sir. Yes, sir" you're aware they're all white or "Yes, sir" you've seen them? Yes, sir I've seen them. Yes, sir I was aware that they are all white. They are not from Portugal; they're from Spain and at birth, they're not white; they're black. Sir. I didn't know that. But they are from Portugal. [Chuckling] Some of the things they do, uh, defy belief. Their training program is simplicity itself. You just stick a cattle prod up their a$s and you can get a horse to deal cards. [Chuckles] Simple matter of voltage.

Scott Glenn Training Day Snoop Dog

It's all right if you love me It's all right if you don't I'm not afraid of you running away, honey I get the feeling you won't

Theatres' could introduce a new hot dog call it "the bratwurst", and pull in mass amounts of money from the movie goers pockets. They could make a killing by naming a new candy bar in honor of CharlieSheen call it the " vip starbar" that will increase revenues, then there's always the sequel THe <way Too.

Heard about this movie starring Martin Sheen and is directed by his son Emilio Estevez. I don't know if Charlie Sheen is in it or not. From what is described it's somewhere between an adventure and a comedy. Doesn't twi own the rights to the >way? http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi923573529/

Nobody knows this one.

Damn. I can't place any of his movies.

That's surprising George, your quoting from Road House. Yeah, horses're fascinating animals. Dumb as fenceposts but very intuitive. In that way they're not too different from high school girls: they may not have a brain in their head but they do know all the boys want to fu&k 'em. All I ask is that you keep up with me. If you can't, then that strange sensation you'll be feeling in the seat of your pants will be my boot in your a$s!

Day after Tomorrow?