Sometimes I get really retro.

I get in these moods where I use whale blubber as fuel for my lamps and write my messages using a quill pen.

I then roll them up in a scroll and call for my servant Toby to deliver it to the Missus.

Ever get really retro like that?

:? ooooooooooooooooookay

The most retro I've been is using a basic calculator from the 70s.

Yeah, the closest thing I have is an old rotary telephone from 1978.

i like to emagine what it would be like to be a native american

I sometimes mix up some primordial soup in my bath tub and have a swim in it...

Dude, that is so retro!

I sometimes like to imagine what it would be like to "discover' billcozby's native lands and take it over by declaring this land for the Queen. Then killing her and her village with malaria.

The most retro is I listen to Mozart , Beethoven and Bach cause those guys are old.

I love the 80's.....THE 1880's!!!!
Who remembers when congress passed the Edmunds Law, making polygamy a federal crime punishable by up to five years in prison and denying convicted polygamists the right to vote? I do!

Where were you when Abe Lincoln was assassinated?

We will never forget

Really retro....

Well the closest thing might be either the lamp I have in my living room or my Porky Pig antique light from the 1950s. Probably the lamp since it looks older than the Porky Pig light I have.

I sometimes make rudamentary arrowheads out of slate.

Just me bein' retro! 8)

Well... SOMETIMES I FEEL SO RETRO THAT WHEN I'M HUNGRY FOR A BURGER AND A MILKSHAKE, I STRIP NAKED AND RUN OUTSIDE HOLDING A SHARP STONE, READY TO SLAY A WILD RABBIT. I SKIN IT ALIVE WITH MY BARE HANDS AND THEN TOSS THE BLOODY MEAT INTO A FIRE I MADE MYSELF WITH TWO STICKS AND SOME FLINT I HAD TO RUN 5 MILES TO OBTAIN. THEN I RUN ANOTHER 2 MILES TO THE NEAREST FIELD OF FRESH WILD WHEAT AND PLUCK IT MYSELF, CHOPPING IT INTO THE TINIEST GRAINS WITH MY FINGERNAILS THAT TOOK 3 WEEKS TO GROW, AND THEN I DO THIS FOR 24 HOURS STRAIGHT UNTIL I HAVE A HUGE MOUND OF GRAIN. THEN I RUN 30 MILES TO THE NEAREST FRESHWATER LAKE AND POUR THE WATER ALL OVER THE GRAIN, AND SPLIT IT IN HALF UNTIL I HAVE TWO SEMI-BUNS. I THEN PLACE THE RABBIT MEAT INSIDE THE BUNS AND ENJOY A NICE "HAMBURGER", AFTER ROASTING IT OVER A FIRE IN CHISELED MYSELF. THEN, I SWIM ACROSS THE ATLANTIC OCEAN AND GO TO GREECE, WHERE I CLIMB THE TALLEST MOUNTAINS (still naked) INTO THE ICY REGIONS, WHERE I GATHER THE PUREST, WHITEST SNOW AND THEN JUMP OFF A PLATEU, USING A SKIN FROM A WOLF I JUST KILLED WITH MY BARE FISTS AS A PARACHUTE DOWN. I THEN SWIM ALL THE WAY BACK ACROSS THE ATLANTIC OCEAN AND SWIM TO THE SHORES OF COLUMBIA, WHERE I FIND THE NEAREST SUGAR CANE AND USE ITS SAP TO FLAVOR MY SNOW, AS I THEN SEARCH A VAST DESERT IN MEXICO FOR CATTLE, AS I THEN SQUEEZE THE COW-TEATS OF THE HEALTHIEST-LOOKING SPECIMEN, MIXING THE MILK OF ITS BOSOM WITH THE SUGAR AND SNOW I HAVE GATHERED FROM ALL OVER TEH WORLDS, ENCASING IT IN A CLAY DISH I LEARNED TO MAKE FROM A TRIBE OF VIOLENT NATIVE AMERICANS.

It's really funny how they call it fast food these days.

Sometimes I like to develop an opposing thumb. That's retro.

Sometimes I wear my caveman clothes and use my club. Now that's reeeeeealllly retro.

Still not as retro as my post! :twisted:

Sometimes my roommate's farts smell really retro.

Well, I had been looking forward to sitting in the visiting room with Benjamin who comes to call on me, but since my little sister has taken ill with fever, father and mother have forbidden him to call. But as soon as the fever turns I shall take a carriage into town and find the most splendid of gowns, with at least 6 petticoats and a corset that will be simply GRAND, and he will come to call on me, and with father and mother's permission we shall be wed out back in the gardens. If only they don't know that the last time he came to call, he TOUCHED MY SHOULDER! Father would be appalled at that!

And that is how retro I have been, now find me a fainting couch.

Hahaha. That's so retro.

I sometimes like to imperialize lesser developed countries and turn the native population into my servants.

Retro!