‘Heck, I’m Old’: 50 Painfully Funny Posts And Memes Younger Generations Might Never Understand (New Pics)

I remember hanging upside down by my knees on monkey bars. No shade so the knees rears sizzled on the hot metal, with concrete ground to smash your skull on when you inevitably fell. Good times. 😁

Our first experience of getting high, in the form of dizziness.

Anyone remember those gorounds that had a fixed large plate in the middle that you could use to accelerate the rotation by strength of your arms? A friend, back then, had a little Moped. We arranged for the rear wheel to drive the outside of the ride ... and, man, that thing got fast! We decided that, once we're 18, someone had to buy a real motorcycle and we shall repeat it then with more power. We didn't, we decieded to just ride them, but ... today, I still think we should have tried that out, but the ride ain't there anymore - it's place, now, is occupied by a swing adapted to hold toddler-enclosures or so. And the signs tell me I'm no longer allowed on the playground, as I neither am younger than 18, nor have children with me. Anyway, before that go-round was installed, there was a row of swings, three of them, surrounded by a standard playground fence of back-then, those metal posts holding two wooden bars, ... it was close enough that you could jump off the swing on the end of motion, and step-jump from the fence another 2 or 3 meters - and that going wrong could send you, face first, into the ground pretty unforgiving and painful. I've seen that several times back then, and seen a change - when we first witnessed someone doing so, his Mum was around and scolded him for having a wound on his head, and some on his hands and a twisted foot. Later, Mums witnessing their precious pieces of innocence and gold started to get angry about "the city" implementing a "death trap aiming at innocent children", and got that to be removed, only to later start to complain about us being wuzzies who don't have dangerous playgrounds anymore, but everything safened and securitized and - sucking. Perception of dangers, deciding to take or not take them, figuring out how you do stuff that may kill you, but don't get killed while doing, it seems, was fun. And I think useful, too - a playground STILL offers a lot of chances of fatal accidents or severe injury, it's just less obvious and, at least sometimes, less dangerous. Or something. Playgrounds needing a bodycount that grows every year may be a bit too much, but what's there now, wouldn't attract 10yo DC by any means - I'd go elsewhere and climb stuff not intended to by climbed.

Holding on for dear life whilst kicking our feet along the grownd, faster and faster and faster, then jumping off full speed when it could go no faster, and then competing about who could walk in a straight line afterwards. I always won. Felt like I'd vomit but I set my feet the direction I landed and stuck to it whether my legs wanted to or not 😂

Burning flesh

Wails of anguish especially when you fell underneath them.

Oh the vomitorium...

After age 6 we were always alone at the playground

What happened to seesaws?

Ever worked as a nanny and seen one of your charges getting dragged around on the ground by an arm because they won't let go? Asking for a friend.

So long as you left the house wearing clean underwear, everything was fine.

And you'd get dragged under if you didn't jump on fast enough but it was all worth it

I wanted to ride one of these death machines so bad! My stupid brother broke his arm flying off of one though, and that was the end of that.

I loved this thing. I wish it came back tho. I may be 37 but I'll still hop onto one of these if given the chance.

Oh, the bruises to my shins and knees! And I would keep coming back for more!

My gen z brothers had this experience.....my millennial a*s thought it was hilarious to chuck them and their friends on one of these and give them the tornado experience. 10/10 would traumatize a group of 8 year olds again.

Some parks still have these. Not as common as they used to be though.

And the barf. There was always one kid that barfed.

I loved this thing.

Let's not forget the risk of tetanus.

Not true. There were enough adults care enough to put through safety legislation to ensure playground equipment became safer.

I came off one of these that was more elevated, people did give a sh*t on seeing that pool of blood (I have a permanent scar from that incident actually).

I own one of these! It's my pride and joy!!

and it was soooo fun!

Still got these at playgrounds in my area. Can confirm they are still fun and still getting kids thrown everywhere 🤣

3rd degree burns all over