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The 80’s

The Clash

“My dad and a buddy, wasted, in the 1980’s. Notice the mugs.”

(via source)

Pack Of Poodles

“There’s a reason Dad called us his poodles.”

(submitted by Cindi)

The Pre-Photoshop Days

“Circa 1980. There I am in all my split-end, buck-toothed glory, with my had on my mom’s knee. My dad’s thumb and index finger are pressed together per the photographer’s artistic direction. But the best part is that since my oldest brother was away at college and wasn’t able to be in the picture with us, so Mom taped his high school graduation picture right on it.”

(submitted by Christy)

Sibling Recreation 2

“My friend and his siblings recreated their badass classic picture for their parents’ 40th wedding anniversary.”

(via source)

Bride Shelf

“This is my mother’s wedding picture. Big hair and puffy shoulders!”

(submitted by Nicole)

Dump Station

“Family camping vacation. I’m pretty sure the joke here was that we were the trash, but 30 years later it looks more like we are taking a…well, you know.”

(submitted by Jan)

The Way We Rocked

“Today is my parents’ 28th anniversary. This is them at age 21.”

(via source)

Super Freak

“My Dad at an underground club in Berlin, 1988.”

(via source)

A Fail Is Born

“We were obviously failing at Pinterest before Pinterest was even around. This picture is from 1989 and unfortunately seems to depict me, the oldest daughter, ‘birthing’ half the family while our mom is still making her way to the top of the steps.  We have no recollection of who took this picture or what look we were really going for, but obviously no photographer could salvage this ‘pose,’ and no inspiration is a good inspiration when it turns out like this.

Our family refers to our childhood favorites like TV shows and movies ‘PFFs,’ or Privett Family Faves, so it’s only right that this be called a Privett Family Fail.”

(submitted by April)

Itchy On Christmas

“This is a photo of my cousin and I wearing the horrible cat sweaters our Grandma knit us every Christmas. You can see the enthusiasm radiating from our faces when we were forced to model them for the rest of the family. If an angry cat head sweater doesn’t say Merry Christmas, I don’t know what does.”

(submitted by Ana)