You know you're an aging hippie when...

hahahaha---me too man. 'Let's Pretend' on saturday mornings.


"Who Knows What lies in the Heart of Man?" The Shadow Does".

'Inner Sanctom'----(the creaking door and then --the mystery.

 

"Who Knows What lies in the Heart of Man?" The Shadow Does".
On the radio!

 

I remember when 35 cents would buy you a pack of cigarettes, a cold beer at a bar or a paperback book. And now look at what they cost, especially the paperback books. Oh, and I remember buying gasoline for 25 cents a gallon.

 

You know you're an aging hippie when your first thought about the word "straight" is that it means "not stoned" rather than heterosexual.

... when you hear disco on the supermarket muzak and think "Oh, god, not that shit again".

... when you (a male) attend your grandson's high school graduation and realize that your hair is longer than any of his classmates', even the girls.

... if you can remember when smoking a joint meant the whole thing.

... when you're glad it's just heartburn. Not that this one has anything to do with being an old hippie or not, but I was glad it was just heartburn when it came on yesterday as I was exerting myself doing yardwork.

 

Or for that matter, if you can remember smoking joints, period. Does anyone smoke joints anymore?

 

...your John Lennon glasses have trifocals.

 

you remember when Rolling Stone was a newspaper, not a glossy magazine;

 

I've been known to. But it wasn't so long ago I tore the whole darn house apart looking for my papers. Never did find 'em. :sifone:

 

I have some papers I bought years ago, haven't used half of them yet. I always use a pipe, a bubbler or a bong. Weed is so expensive now you want to get the most out of it, and joints just aren't as efficient.

 

I had one today that was quite efficient.

 

When the sounds you make in a rocking chair....

.... are the sounds you used to make in a rocking bed.........

 

I'm not so sure I really need any more efficiency. I spend more at the Chinese takeout joint anyway, and that's with the owner being a generous friend who always turns us on to free extras. "Hey, you won some coconut? I buy too many!".

 

Huh what?

 

You know your a aging hippie when
your peace sign tattoo
starts looking like a fork in the road
eace:

 

"You know, IN MY DAY a bong was a simple device: a tube with a hole in the side! NOWADAYS you need a science degree to figure out how to operate the damn things!"

 

You know your a aging hippie when 'sugar cube?' brings a smile to your lips and a light to your eyes...

 

What did I come in here for?

 

You know you're an aging hippie when...errm....hang on,it'll come back to me in a minute....

 

When everyone in your group was happy to admit to being gay! (happy)

 

..........when you look at a bright orange tie-dye t-shirt and think "Did I really believe that suited me?"