Fuzz is a terrible gift giver. Remember, he is a taker not a giver.Best gift that Brady never got was a $1000
In a close second would be the Jordan XI’s; still my favorite sneakers of all time.
Best gift that Brady never got was a $1000
Six Million Dollar Man doll with bionic eye you could see through from behind
AND the wind up Evel Knievel wind up motorcycle.Six Million Dollar Man doll with bionic eye you could see through from behind
Got this thing for my 7th back in '76. Rode it up and down the road with no parental supervision for a couple years until one day I tried jumping it off a wooden box downhill and broke the front wheel.
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dope. But that effin thing looks nothing like the Death Star
Mine was a split bar Torker BMX. Sometime around 84/85... first bike I ever saw with a skinny rear and fat front tire.![]()
Schwinn 36/36 Srambler allowed me to be the aforementioned Evel Knieval.
Same thing happened to me. A got a red J.C. Higgins 26" one speed. Santa forgot to tighten the handle bars, and I wrecked first thing on a gravel street. Skinned up and bent one pedal so that it always clicked when I pedaled. The only bike I ever had. No BB gun for me. They were afraid I would shoot my eye out, so at age 10 I got a real bolt action .410, but I hated hunting. Didn't like making critters bleed.![]()
Got a bike like this when I was 7 years old. 3 speed Sears made in Austria. My dad must have figured I would grow into it. Thankfully by summer I was big enough to ride it, but still could only sit on the top tube when I pedaled for a couple of years. Everybody else had those banana bikes and I would blow their doors off racing until a rich kid got a 10 speed. Continued to ride it until I got my drivers license.
Wrecked mine similarly with the same result. Didn’t want to tell my Dad, so after I walked it home, I took a hammer and beat on the pedal to straighten it out. Sort of.Same thing happened to me. A got a red J.C. Higgins 26" one speed. Santa forgot to tighten the handle bars, and I wrecked first thing on a gravel street. Skinned up and bent one pedal so that it always clicked when I pedaled. The only bike I ever had. No BB gun for me. They were afraid I would shoot my eye out, so at age 10 I got a real bolt action .410, but I hated hunting. Didn't like making critters bleed.