Share Your World – Week 218

Where were you the night Biggie died? Oh, you don’t remember?

The hip hop version of John Lennon’s assassination happened in the wee hours of March 9, 1997 in Los Angeles, as one Christopher Wallace, a.k.a. The Notorious B.I.G., was gunned down in a drive by shooting following an after party for the Soul Train Music Awards.  The album Biggie was working on at the time, which had already fittingly been titled Life After Death, was released just two weeks later and spawned two #1 hits (“Hypnotize” and “Mo Money, Mo Problems”), making Mr. Wallace the first artist to ever reach #1 from the grave.  Considered by those who are experts on the subject to be one of, if not THE greatest rapper of all time… naturally, I had never heard of the dude when his murder made all the news channels.  Not that he was the first 90’s music icon to suddenly die that I had previously been oblivious to…

Who are you, and why did you make my sister cry?

Since I’d rather not get involved in the politics of the East coast/West cost rap feud, let’s do something that will lessen the chance of me having a cap popped in my ass…. answering this week’s Share Your World questions from Di!

Hypnotize me…

Does your spouse/partner (or do you) help with the household chores?

What’s with all these questions about a spouse/partner?  How can anyone stand to live with another person!?!?!?!?!?

Tedious chores are what Shelf critters are for…

What is your least favorite chore?

Whatever one I have no choice but to do…

Sure, I can clean out your gutters! For some corn…. LOTS of corn…..

As a kid, did you have to do chores to earn your pocket money/allowance?

We didn’t get an allowance.  But that was fine, since we rarely did any chores either.  I’ve spent almost 48 years on this earth living in a world ruled by entropy….

MOM! I thought you said this was a self-cleaning oven!

Did you save any of your pocket money or spend it all?

What money we were given was meant to be spent.  Like when I’d tag along with my Dad on his bowling night and pester him for quarters to play in the arcade…

That’s OK Mr. Sessions, I don’t have enough money to buy drugs anyway….

Gratitude Retro Comic:


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11 Responses to Share Your World – Week 218

  1. noelleg44 says:

    I got an allowance of 25 cents and had to babysit to earn more (at ten cents an hour). Times have changed.

    • My Granny used to give me a few bucks to cut her lawn, but that was pretty much it. My folks could barely pay the bills let alone give us kids any extra money. Our allowance was free room and board!

      • noelleg44 says:

        That’s a good way to think about it! My father was determined to teach me the value of a buck. He no longer paid for my clothes when I reached the age of 13 – I had to pay for them (except for shoes and coats) so I learned how to sew!

  2. I had to work like a donkey with my mother to get the money for friday night… she was the reincarnation of a slave holder…

  3. Kismet says:

    OK, what has the FBI won?

  4. Fun as always ES. I got six bob a week, but had to help out with the washing up and keep my room tidy. When I got my first little job helping my Mum out where she used to work, I used to give her pocket money, that being a third of my wages for my keep which I kept to all through my adult life living at home. I felt so grown up!!
    See you next time!

  5. draliman says:

    Don’t you just hate it when you pop your “hard-earned” money into a Turtles machine and instead of some “half shell” action you get lectured at…

  6. I can remember when my brother and I got a quarter a week allowance. Even back then a quarter got you ZIP. I remember a “raise” to 50 cents a week. Whoopeee. Loved the flashback ‘toon too.


  7. How timely, my sister is visiting from out of state; we were just talking ‘about the good ole days this morning when all of us kids had to work for pocket money for things like class rings, etc. Gave us lots of work ethic with a few interesting purchases along the way.

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