1970's television on a furry bright orange carpet rug -

ya, ha ha,...that's what I call "bombast", which is inflated language or speech. Like, Yo! Halla atcha' boi,..ahh yeah!. but this is a picture of me as a little tike. hhmm, let me think, I was about 1 in 1973. that handsome man is my long lost uncle ironically named: Bro-ski. Bro-ski disappeared without a trace in the 1978 train robbery of eastern Philadelphia landslides. It's rumored that Bro-ski did everything in his power to stop the train robbers from bringing harm to his persoanl hero who just happened to be on the train, one William P. Funk. Who was appropriately named after, ya, you guessed it,.....any-old.

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What wasn't reported in the initial findings of the train robbery was the amount of sheer violence that the temporary residents of "B" car had to haplessly endure. I mean why don't they rob trains like they used to? Back in the day, a simple rogue would empty a six-shooter into the roof, snatch some pearls off the Dutchess of York, & be done with it. I'm like "Geez, it's 1978, what gives?" any-old,..

What are so things you remember from the '70's?