I was raised by a single dad. When I was a toddler he used to take me to his friend Marty's house and they’d drink and listen to music. I'd sit in Marty's bedroom on his waterbed and watch whatever was on PBS at the time, Sesame Street, Electric Company etc ( it was the 70s). I remember his water bed was made of this black vinyl/rubber-like material and was very wobbly which made it fun to roll back and forth like being in the ocean and being pushed into the shore by a small wave and then pulled out again. One day I rolled too far an got stuck between the mattress and the wooden bed frame and stayed there until my dad came in to check on me. To this day he tells me it is the single funniest thing he's ever seen in his life, and he's 83 years old.
I swear this is true. I totally forgot that I had a waterbed as a kid until reading this. Totally. Completely. Forgot. I vaguely recall the whole family going to the bed store to get waterbeds. I definitely recall what a pain it was to fill them with water from a hose and all that. I remember you had to “burp” them occasionally. I remember feeling like I was riding a wave once during an earthquake. And then the waterbed was gone. I don’t remember when. Was it when I came from college after freshman year? After graduation? Did it remain at my parent’s house for another decade? No clue.
My mom had a waterbed like that except without the canopy. And instead of the middle set of drawers it had a door with a huge empty space that led to a door on the other side. Like WTF were you supposed to store in that? Lol. It made the perfect crawl space and hide and seek spot for us kids.
Waterbeds can go to hell. I’m still scarred by the disaster of an evening when my crush invited me over because her parents were out of town. Their waterbed was the reason I remained a virgin for year after that.
My parents had a wicker chair in their bedroom until my dad sat on it one morning, to put on his socks, whereby a wayward piece pierced his wedding tackle. The chair disappeared that day and dad walked around like John Wayne for a few days.
I was raised by a single dad. When I was a toddler he used to take me to his friend Marty's house and they’d drink and listen to music. I'd sit in Marty's bedroom on his waterbed and watch whatever was on PBS at the time, Sesame Street, Electric Company etc ( it was the 70s). I remember his water bed was made of this black vinyl/rubber-like material and was very wobbly which made it fun to roll back and forth like being in the ocean and being pushed into the shore by a small wave and then pulled out again. One day I rolled too far an got stuck between the mattress and the wooden bed frame and stayed there until my dad came in to check on me. To this day he tells me it is the single funniest thing he's ever seen in his life, and he's 83 years old.
😆 I can imagine!
I swear this is true. I totally forgot that I had a waterbed as a kid until reading this. Totally. Completely. Forgot. I vaguely recall the whole family going to the bed store to get waterbeds. I definitely recall what a pain it was to fill them with water from a hose and all that. I remember you had to “burp” them occasionally. I remember feeling like I was riding a wave once during an earthquake. And then the waterbed was gone. I don’t remember when. Was it when I came from college after freshman year? After graduation? Did it remain at my parent’s house for another decade? No clue.
Is wicker any worse than a vinyl slipcover though?
My mom had a waterbed like that except without the canopy. And instead of the middle set of drawers it had a door with a huge empty space that led to a door on the other side. Like WTF were you supposed to store in that? Lol. It made the perfect crawl space and hide and seek spot for us kids.
Thanks for the laughs! Hahaha
Dang you went deep on this one lol
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Heavy smoking and shag carpet, a match made in heaven! 😂
Waterbeds can go to hell. I’m still scarred by the disaster of an evening when my crush invited me over because her parents were out of town. Their waterbed was the reason I remained a virgin for year after that.
😆 I’m sure!
Ah, I remember it well! 🤣
My parents had a wicker chair in their bedroom until my dad sat on it one morning, to put on his socks, whereby a wayward piece pierced his wedding tackle. The chair disappeared that day and dad walked around like John Wayne for a few days.
Good times! 😄
Ha! The Wicker Man should be remade into The Wicker Chair. Pure horror!
I just about spit coffee through my nose! Lmao!
I’m laughing so hard. lol