Reagan is president,
Your dad ran off to Nevada with his secretary,
Your mom is hungover because... well she's a divorcee in 1987,
What are you doing?
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Reagan is president,
Your dad ran off to Nevada with his secretary,
Your mom is hungover because... well she's a divorcee in 1987,
What are you doing?
by Anonymous | reply 46 | July 30, 2024 11:57 PM |
I am in my pajamas eating Cheerios and watching a rerun of Mystery! with Vincent Price on PBS
by Anonymous | reply 1 | July 27, 2024 7:33 PM |
It IS Saturday Morning in 1987!
by Anonymous | reply 2 | July 27, 2024 7:41 PM |
I'm about to be born on Monday, or have just been born if it's the last Saturday of the year. 😊
by Anonymous | reply 3 | July 27, 2024 7:52 PM |
I am in the womb thinking 'once I am out of here I won't ever go within 6 feet of another cunt'. I was true to my word. I get outta there at 11pm, on Saturday 01/31, take one look at my mother's backcombed mullet and scream in horror.
by Anonymous | reply 4 | July 27, 2024 7:56 PM |
If it's on this date in that year, I'm still settling in after my cross country move, working at Wendy's for $3.75 an hour, and waiting for my first semester of community college to begin.
In a few months, I will think I'm hot shit because I'll be making $4.35 at the campus child development center.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | July 27, 2024 8:10 PM |
It's June, and I'm packing up my things from my apartment in Colorado and getting ready to move by myself to California, where my job has transferred me.
I'm scared, but also excited to get the hell away from cowboy country and experience the West Coast. I'll end up loving California and staying here permanently.
by Anonymous | reply 6 | July 27, 2024 8:13 PM |
R6 did you get many hot cocks?
by Anonymous | reply 7 | July 27, 2024 8:21 PM |
R7 It was the height of the AIDS epidemic, so everyone was jumpy and super cautious.
I went home with a hunky doctor shortly after I moved here, and all he would do is sit on the bed next to me and jerk off. No kissing, no touching.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | July 27, 2024 8:25 PM |
I was on the road with Cats! Having the time of my life.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | July 27, 2024 8:28 PM |
I came out shortly after AIDS came out... lucky me! I also can't believe that I'm a young man that lives in a country which elected a total amateur with a rouged face TWICE as President! What are the chances of that ever happening again?!!!
by Anonymous | reply 10 | July 27, 2024 8:29 PM |
[quote] Having the time of my life.
Was it better than Cats?
by Anonymous | reply 11 | July 27, 2024 8:30 PM |
I'm getting ready to start my busboy shift at Marie Callender's. I'm running a little late as I saw "The Living Daylights" the night before and I've been spending the morning profusely masturbating to thoughts of Timothy Dalton.
by Anonymous | reply 12 | July 27, 2024 8:35 PM |
I was literally born yesterday on a Friday afternoon in 1987.
by Anonymous | reply 13 | July 27, 2024 8:41 PM |
R8. What part of California?
by Anonymous | reply 14 | July 27, 2024 8:43 PM |
R14 First moved to San Jose, then spent a few years there before moving to SF. Been here ever since.
by Anonymous | reply 15 | July 27, 2024 8:45 PM |
I am getting up early to daydrink beer and watch Pee Wees Playhouse.
by Anonymous | reply 16 | July 27, 2024 9:28 PM |
Eric Porter was in a production of King Lear in 1987.
by Anonymous | reply 17 | July 27, 2024 10:02 PM |
I'm closeted and married contemplating divorce.
by Anonymous | reply 18 | July 27, 2024 10:05 PM |
I'm 6, probably at McDonalds with my mom and baby sister eating Hotcakes and Sausage. My father is out playing golf before spending the rest of the day/night at the "19th Hole." Sundays were never good days...
by Anonymous | reply 19 | July 28, 2024 1:14 AM |
[quote]elected a total amateur
Well, there was that Governor of California thing.
by Anonymous | reply 20 | July 28, 2024 1:32 AM |
Selling Subarus
by Anonymous | reply 21 | July 28, 2024 1:34 AM |
Getting a massage, then going to my AA meeting.
by Anonymous | reply 22 | July 28, 2024 1:47 AM |
It’s the summer before my senior year of college and I’m out the door at 7 am to get to work with a moving company. It’s hot as fuck and furniture was all solid wood back then and heavy. However, I made a ton of money including tips and I was in the best shape of my life.
by Anonymous | reply 23 | July 28, 2024 1:49 AM |
I am the crown princess of Japan. Within just a few months I will be the empress.
by Anonymous | reply 24 | July 28, 2024 1:52 AM |
I just turned 12. I’m staying at my grandma’s for the summer. My annoying younger brother is at our other grandparents’ house. My father can’t get his shit together and my mom died in 1986.
But I love my grandma and her house. She’s probably making eggs and sausage and biscuits and I’m talking to her from the kitchen table.
Absolute saint of a woman. I miss her every day.
by Anonymous | reply 25 | July 28, 2024 1:56 AM |
Watching PeeWee’s Playhouse
by Anonymous | reply 26 | July 28, 2024 2:04 AM |
Whatever it is that 6 month old babies do. Probably diddling myself and listening to the radio. That’s how I remember it anyway…
by Anonymous | reply 27 | July 28, 2024 2:04 AM |
Sleeping. I worked second shift on an assembly line.
by Anonymous | reply 28 | July 29, 2024 9:46 PM |
Hating 5th grade math
by Anonymous | reply 29 | July 29, 2024 10:17 PM |
I'm 11 years old and playing the original Nintendo with by 8 year old brother.
by Anonymous | reply 30 | July 29, 2024 10:19 PM |
Brucetopher.
by Anonymous | reply 31 | July 29, 2024 10:22 PM |
I'm seven years old and standing on what is called the Columbia Icefield - a rapidly melting glacier in the Rocky Mountains of Alberta.
All that is left of it are photographs. 😞
by Anonymous | reply 32 | July 29, 2024 11:03 PM |
I’m enjoying my first full-share summer in the Pines with several guys who will become amazing friends. Sadly four will die before 1995. But this morning I’m up in the roof deck smoking a joint with my coffee and enjoying the glorious morning.
by Anonymous | reply 33 | July 29, 2024 11:13 PM |
Our eldergays are chiming in.
"After making sure Mother took her daily colonic, I crept downstairs in my caftan to watch my VHS tape of the latest Dynasty while I ate a bag of Oreos."
by Anonymous | reply 34 | July 29, 2024 11:25 PM |
I'm a college kid working as a lifegard. Going out every night and looking the best I ever did in my life.
by Anonymous | reply 35 | July 29, 2024 11:30 PM |
I'm flipping between CBS, NBC, and ABC for the best Saturday morning cartoons. Gotta catch Muppet Babies, It's Punky Brewster, and PeeWee's Playhouse, in particular.
by Anonymous | reply 36 | July 29, 2024 11:54 PM |
If it's this date in 1987, I'm a 15-year-old latchkey kid in the suburbs who's bored all day because his mom works 14-hour days, and has no way of getting to any of his friend's houses absent a ride. Since I'm in the South, going outside for more than 45 seconds is a nonstarter until October. The highlights of my day are watching "All My Children" and "One Life to Live" back to back, and spanking it over my high school's quarterback at night. (Cliche, I know, but accurate.)
by Anonymous | reply 37 | July 30, 2024 12:01 AM |
It's Saturday August 15, 1987. I've just turned 19. About to start my second year in college, absolutely convinced that this boy I'm fucking is "the one".
Little do I know that the real "one" is waiting for me just four years in my future in 1991.
I'll be lucky to be loved by him until the day he dies 31 years and 9 days later.
by Anonymous | reply 38 | July 30, 2024 12:04 AM |
Spanking what?
by Anonymous | reply 39 | July 30, 2024 12:04 AM |
R39. Swiss cheese, Rose!!
by Anonymous | reply 40 | July 30, 2024 12:12 AM |
Waking up in my best friend’s house. We’ve been partying but we’re young so feel no ill effects and are preparing to do it all again tonight. We might go shopping today.
We’re still friends
by Anonymous | reply 41 | July 30, 2024 1:46 AM |
R41. How old would you say you were?
by Anonymous | reply 42 | July 30, 2024 3:53 AM |
OP = Bret Easton Ellis
by Anonymous | reply 43 | July 30, 2024 3:58 AM |
I'm hanging out with an Irish steel painter I met who was between jobs and rolled into da Burgh from Youngstown to check out the action. We met on the incline and went to see Platoon, which made him cry as he remembered his days in the British military in Ireland. Then he took me to the basement union in the Cathedral of Learning.
by Anonymous | reply 44 | July 30, 2024 5:05 AM |
Watching the GI Joe cartoon while eating cereal and being told that knowing is half the battle.
by Anonymous | reply 45 | July 30, 2024 3:06 PM |
Same r45! The Baroness was my first gay icon. Such a fierce bitch.
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