The days when recess was something you survived

100%. Falling out of trees. Getting launched off swings, being spun off roundabouts, all on to nice, soft gravel and concrete. 😂😂

Mom always said if you break your leg, don't come running to me.😂😂

"Lessons not learned in pain are lessons soon forgotten." I don't remember who said that, but it sticks with me today.

I can't tell you how many times I heard my dad say, "stupid hurts for a reason kid. It teaches you what not to do." Good times.

"If you're gonna be dumb, ya gotta be tough."

This hits home hard...the fact that I survived my childhood during the 60's and 70's is nothing short of a miracle. Here's an example. My brothers and I took a grocery cart from the supermarket, packed it with blankets, then took turns going down the steepest street by our house. Well, I say take turns, but what I really mean is that I went first, got some good speed going, and then I was t-boned by a car pulling out of her driveway. Not that I remember too much of it seeing as I woke up staring up at all my friends. First thing I heard when I regained consciousness was, "Hey, he's not dead!" Bonus.

I grew up in the 90s, the last decade of fun 😄 before all this craziness came about. I remember going to the park with our bikes and ropes and attaching them to the roundabout and spinning it as fast as we could to the point where those of us on the roundabout were flying off 😂 after hearing the story of some older kids doing it and breaking a bone, naturally we thought "we can do it and _not_ break a bone" 🤣 we used to climb 10 foot walls and giant trees, play in the dirt, build dens in the bushes, go on bike rides all day and come home for tea and no one was freaking out or calling the police because they couldn't find us for 5 minutes, and if you got hurt, at most you'd sit inside for a few minutes with a drink of juice, then you'd be straight back out, your injury already a distant memory 😄 I'm so glad I grew up in the time I did

"If youre gonna be dumb, gotta be tough"

"Life's hard, it's harder when you are stupid "- John Wayne

And as kids back then, we all would drink water straight from the garden hose. Never harmed any of us!

The first statement about the lawyers taken over is more real than what most can comprehend.

My dad would say to us kids: "I'll tell you one time and if you don't listen you'll have to find out for yourself." He was the BEST.

"Experience is the best teacher. It gives the test first and the lesson after."

I’m so glad I grew up then and not now. I loved it. Like he said, you learn quick. 😂

I grew up with the saying "If your gonna be dumb you gotta be tough, don't let your dumb outweigh your tuff". I still live by it. If I was cooking and my daughter came in the kitchen would tell her be careful, that's hot. Once and only once. If she did burn herself I would say, now you know what hot is and maybe next time when I say don't tough you will listen.

Broke my arm playing on monkey bars in 2nd grade in the 60s. I was told to be more careful. 😂

The America I grew up in: metal slides at 100 degree heat.

When I was a kid nobody rode their bicycles with helmets, elbow pads, or knee pads. We loved our bikes even though we got skinnned knees and elbows, and the occasional bump on the head. That's the America we grew up in.

Back in my days we used to go exploring in the woods outside of the rural subdivision. Smoke cigarettes we stole from our parents, light stuff on fire, find someone’s old stash of dirty magazines that they dumped, or even an old barn with a pile of broken glass in front of it. We climbed around that old rickety building with all sorts of rusted pokey things everywhere. We even played KOTH on that pile of broken glass. 😊 Memories.

Ice cream man was also the reefer man. He just wanted to see it too.

Back in my day...we drank from garden hoses, swam in the yard after a big storm and the storm drainage backed up, played in the streets, ran with scissors, jumped off roofs using an umbrella for a parachute...ran to the store and got mom's cigarettes and whiskey...

Not just America, here in Europe it was the same. As an 11 year old kid I had a chemistry set (these have been banned since decades now), and the local pharmacist always filled my requests for chemicals. When I started asking for powerful oxidizers like nitrates or chlorates, he sold them to me, just added "don't blow your fingers off kid". An interest in chemistry was considered a noble thing, even when you were mainly making smoke and fireworks.

My parents raised five children. When one of us got hurt playing, it was standard practice for Momma to say something like, "It'll get better before you get married. Go play." 😂😂😂

my first time hearing him. everything hit home. I love it. more please!

“Pain makes the brain work smarter” is what I was always told

He’s brilliant! I just discovered him and I can’t wait for his next video 😂😂😂😂😂🎉🎉🎉🎉

We made our own gunpowder, made small pipe bombs and set them off, IN HIGH SCHOOL and every young man had a pocketknife. And we had guns in our cars and trucks at the school. We had no stabbings or shootings. We had the 10 Commandments, The Declaration of Independence, The Constitution and the Bill of Rights posted in the hallway and cafeteria. We were taught to be responsible, respectful and honorable, along with math, science, reading writing, and critical thinking. And we were better people because of it!

"if you're gonna be dumb you better be tough" was my Step-Dad's motto.

In May 1960 (am 77 now), I played baseball at lunch in 8th grade. Center field running backwards to catch a fly ball, I slipped on the wet grass which had just been watered, fell and broke my right arm just above the wrist. No one demanded that grass watering should stop. the principal said "things happen." Father came and took me to our family doctor who patched me up and said "be more careful." End of story...got on with my life but ensured the fields were dry from then on.

One of my very favorite comedians!

That is so freaking true !!! One day the neighborhood kids found a truck tire, rolled it up a hill, One of the kids got in the tire and rolled down the hill inside it until the kid flew out of the tire. We did that ALL DAY LONG just having FUN . Fortunately no one got hurt really bad but it was still a lot of FUN !!!

Mama always said if it's just bleeding go back and keep playing, don't bother me until you break something! 😂

And the dry ice was free.

My kids are 2000 to 2007 and our neighborhood thoughs our kids were hooligans, because they played outside all day. Jumped on the trampoline (sometimes from the second story deck), rode their bikes (racing down the steepest hills), playing in the creek and catching frogs and making them pets. I even let them drink out of the garden hose. Why did I allow them to be the "hooligans"? Because my husband and I wanted to raise kids that learned from their mistakes and weren't afraid of their shadows. They have grown up to be responsible men (and 16 year old) who have good jobs and know when to have fun, respect authority, and question idiots. They are protectors and don't deal with Stupid. So proud of my hooligans. ❤

I remember falling out of a tree and knocking the wind out of myself. I swore I was dying. Of course, the next day I climbed the same tree.

"The burned hand teaches best, after that lessons of fire go to the heart." -Gandalf, LOTR

I can't count the number of times I fell out of a tree I was climbing, or the TV antenna, or the roof of our house, or the monkey bars, and Mom would check me out to see if I was okay. As long as I was not bleeding too bad and was still breathing and able to walk, she basically told me to "walk it off, you'll be fine". Riding a bicycle, no helmet, no knee pads or elbow pads, going everywhere in town, learning how to fix it ourselves when we wrecked, was just an average day for us. We were not coddled or spoiled or sheltered from real life or its consequences, but were allowed to be kids. How else are you gonna learn how to survive?

That's how we 70's kids grew up. We are the original "Fuck around and find out" generation.

Anyone else remember the good old lawn darts and how much fun they were especially when you had your friends over?

"Til all the Lawyers ruined things" So true

My mother used to say, "We all have to touch the iron once." I never really understood til I touched a hot iron.

My kids get 2 warnings about things, the third I'm silent, it's lesson time 😂

Playground injuries use to be badges of honor. The crown jewel was a broken leg while skiing.

Now there's an ice cream man who understands natural selection.

The old 50lbs black & white T V on the wobbly stand.dad; "let him pull it over, he'll learn not to do that again"😲😂

Our 8th grade twins love my growing up stories. Riding my BMX bike everywhere I went, jumping it on the dirt jumps by the railroad track. Jumping it on the sidewalk with plywood jumps. Joe & me sneaking into Westmont highschool outdoor pools on a Saturday Campbell Cali. Fishing the Pacific at Half Moon Bay with 12foot poles & Pile worms for bait. Fishing spot was just North of the 90foot waves featured in the hit movie Chasing Mavericks

I was a kid in the 1960's. In the summer I played outside all day. My parents had no idea what I did, where I went, who I played with. As long as I was home for dinner, I was a good kid. Loved it.

God, I love that story. The ice cream man was like, "Screw it, he's not my kid. It's not up to me to stop him doing something dumb."

Out of line, they got knocked back in...touched wrong button😂

I ran with a sharp pencil in my pocket, 50 years ago and I still have a mark to remind me !

And dad said bet you don’t do that again. 😂😂😂😂

I remember living with my grandparents in Oregon. One winter we got quite a good amount of snow. So we tied an inner tube to the back of my Grandmother's car and she would tow us up and down the street. Good times.

You are spot on about Lawyers . Commercials promoting suing for a financial gain . Then the snakes think they have integrity . Corrupt Judges - court system - Lawyers . Pro Bono. I respect .

Oh bless this Man for bringing back reality before lawyers. I grew up then & learned so much from own screw ups & those of others. And it kept the prices down on many things, including medical care & malpractice insurance. Funny that it was Christmas Eve when I was thinking about what adventure of too many lawyers has done to our society & economy, resulting as shown by many of our present politicians, to have allowed dumber & dumber people to enter the profession. And then here today I find this very funny & spot on comedian on Face Book saying what I was thinking! He’s made my day! Thank you so much!

I got hurt on a bike when I was a kid. My dad asked me if it hurt. I said yea through a face full of tears. He said don't worry,it'll feel better when it stops hurting

I thought it was cool that the kid with the cast on his arm got everyone to sign it and write stuff on it. It was a badge of honor!! 😆

One of my favorite stories from this man.

Pool acid tin foil and a 2 liter plastic bottle is how we did it ❤😂

Same with the merry-go-round. Loved those things as a kid. Got launched off idk how many times, but you just got up, wiped the sand off your face and you went again.

Ice Cream Man handing out Darwin Awards one kid at a time.

Same here man, I grew up as a 90s kid in the 2000, didn't have a phone until I was 14, played video games but I was outside making forts in my woods then same day, building bikes with my 3 brothers and we all built this cool little 1 mile trail in the woods behind our house, holy shit fucking fuck, I forgot those days and how memorable they were, so many cutes, bruises and cracked bones on that trail man. Wed swim in our creek and just be kids. Now Im just coasting

That ice cream man understood that you were going to learn a valuable lesson.

My Mom used to say, if you drop a brick on your foot and you don't like how your foot feels, don't drop the brick. Wisdom.

The good ol days... Riding in the back of a pickup with your friends, building wooden go carts without brakes and taking em down huge hills, riding three wheelers, having your own rifle as a preteen, blowing stuff up daily after school, using an old pickup hood as a snow sled... The list goes on...what a great childhood.

Enough room to grow, enough supervision to observe the small mistakes, and enough interference to prevent major accidents.

In 1965 it was a PSA commercial that came on local television that said that a cup of gasoline in a confined space was equal to a stick of dynamite, and they show this boat supposedly blowing up because of a leaky gas line. So I figured if a cup in a tight spot can blow up a boat, look at 5 gallons do to a pond. I told this to the local gas station attendant as I rode up with a 5 gallon gas can on my bicycle, and he like the ice cream man asked me what was I gonna do with 5 gallons of gas and a bicycle! I told him about the PSA commercial and I said I have a small pond in the back of my dad‘s property. I wanna see if I can blow it up!! Gas was 37.9 cent a gallon I have $.60, he gave me 5 gallons of gas. I blew up the pond! It shook my entire neighborhood. I had neighbors, running out of everywhere! My mom came running with the neighbor lady, and the neighbor lady is telling her don’t look all he’s just blown up Nealie mail he’s just blown up, as a step from behind my trusty pine tree!! As I waited for my dad to get home to tear my ass out of the frame, I was jittery. My dad came home. The store was related to him. He took me up by. He looked at the pond, looked at the tree, and he asked me did you learn anything? I said yes, sir, he said good and walked away.

That's how I got dry ice too. It was awesome. The explosion shook the sliding glass door. My dad said to me, "next time you do that let me know first." 😂

"We all did dumb things that's how you learn not to do dumb things" truer words never spoken

Been there, done that. ice cream man told us to stand way back.

Omg. I love this guy already!!

I really miss that America.

Me too. That was my country and I miss it.

LOVE this mans reality/comedy!!

I broke both of my wrists falling off monkey bars that were 8 feet off the ground 😂

When I was little, in the UK, my mother was surprised to open the front door to me. 'How did you get out?' and in I went. A few minutes later, another knock. It was a neighbour from across the street. 'Is your son OK?' 'Yes, why?' 'I just saw him fall out of the upstairs window.' I had bounced off the porch roof and landed on the lawn, missing the concrete by inches. Doc turned up (house calls were a thing back then) proclaimed me injury free, then I slept for 16 hours straight. I have no recollection of this. I had been 'messing about' standing on the ledge, with an open window, and out I went. No histrionics, no punishment, no window locks, just a 'Don't do that again!' And 1960's life carried on as usual.

Nowadays, the kid would tell his mom where he got the dry ice after getting hurt, and then she'd take the mans job and sue him for not parenting HER child properly

I remember our 1960 era school playground was on blacktop. I learned never to get on the teeter-totter with one particular large girl. And our metal slide was the Mt. Everest of slides. We'd take the wax paper left from our sandwiches and slick the sucker all the way down to make sure we'd have a fast run. I'm surprised there weren't more of us injured. I still have a few scars on my knees. Nothing quite like trying to pick small stones out of your skin. I don't even remember having a school nurse. The secretary would hand you a few bandaids and tell you to go wash up.

That ice cream man is my hero! 🤘😂

I miss that America!

I want this america back

🤣🤣🤣🤣 that jar was soooo cool.

Ice cream man: “ehh. He won’t die”

This man speaks the truth, those were better times.

When I was 12, my younger brother and I built a pipe bomb. You could buy saltpeter and sulfur and we used coal dust for carbon. Blew a big hole in the back yard. Ah, those were the good old days.

"Experience is a brutal teacher. But you learn. My god, do you learn "

I remember growing up I was more worried about tearing my clothes than tearing up my body. No matter how badly I crashed my bike/roller blades, the first thing I did was pop up to see if I ripped my pants. I knew if I did, my mom would kill me. Without fail my mom's first reaction to seeing me bleeding from multiple places was always "Dammit Kevin, we just bought you those." Man, one time I walked 8 blocks with my hand cupped under my broken nose trying to catch the blood, so I didn't stain my shirt or pants. I remember being so proud that I hadn't tore or stained anything. First thing I said to my mother was "Don't worry mom, my clothes are fine." Then I was sitting there happy as you like with a broken nose waiting for her to do whatever she was gonna do for it. That's wild I don't think about this stuff much, but it really was a different time.

Experience is the best teacher! Especially when you can learn from other idiots experiences !!😂

He’s speaking to the very parents that ruined things for us now. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

That dry ice was funny 😂😂

Yes exactly!! Preach it!! 😂😂

Wisdom is a house built on a foundation of pain.

Friends made a potato gun one time, loaded it with a golf ball, and thought nothing about shooting it out at the brick wall in the backyard. Yea, that thing bounced straight back at us almost ended us early. I'm so surprised we survived our teen years to become adults.

Never gets old! Hahaha!

That's the America I grew up in as well❤ Climbing trees, playing in the dirtiest muddiest lake or streams, digging up worms going after fish, frogs, tadpoles, building forts in the woods, hunting at a young age......❤

Being a kid in the 70's was great! Miss those care free days.

I loooòoooove that ice-cream truck guy😄😊 Pretty sure he would have even waited to see that happen.

Born in 1958 i can vouch for this

...and that shuffle is proof of the remaining shrapnel!

My grade school playground was more a military grade obstacle course/proving ground than anything. The 15 foot metal slide we played tag would either scald you in the summer, cut your leg on a jagged corner going down it, or, you could be like my friend Justin and break the same arm twice by jumping onto the support poles and falling off them during a game of tag.