And dope didn't mean rad. And women were not referred to as little chickens! My pet peeve, that one! It was popular nickname/endearment in 50s, then women's lib chased it out the door, now it is back.
Last weekend I met an amazing woman. She is the cantor at the synagogue where my nephew was bar mitzvahed. When she found out we were from Philly, she came over to our table at the luncheon to play ‘Jewish...
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lovelylizard says,
Cute! I remember too. I'm sure both remember when bad didn't mean good and when phat didn't mean skinny. LOL.Dragonflower says,
And dope didn't mean rad. And women were not referred to as little chickens! My pet peeve, that one! It was popular nickname/endearment in 50s, then women's lib chased it out the door, now it is back.