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| Grandma, what was it like to live during the Depression? | |
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| Oh, it was sad and poor. We didn't have much. All we really did have was the deep dickin'. | |
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| Yep, we were so poor, your grandpa and I, all we'd do is sit around and bone. Slobbin' the knob as we used to say. We couldn't afford much clothes... | |
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| So we'd just walk around naked, goin' at it. Why I'm sure we'd be up to our armpits in young-uns if not for that shrapnel that shaved off his nut in WW2. Still, he was spry as a jack rabbit. | |
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