9. I have to steal that one for future use.
We were so poor, we lived in the basement. We couldn't afford to build the rest of the house.
Once a year, if we were lucky to get a Ham, I would steal the rind off it to make tips.
My dog kept eating my cue tips. Cause we couldn't afford dog food either. Had the worlds skinniest dog.
Funny you should mention living in the basement. Out in our rural community,
circa. 1940's-50's, folks would dig a basement, concrete block the walls, and
build the ground floor above the basement. Add a generous layer of tar paper,
seal it so as not to leak, plus construct an entrance with stairs and a door.
This was done in anticipation of "someday" building a house atop the basement.
In reality, far too many families never built a "home" and lived their entire lives
in those basements. I always felt bad for the kids that grew up that way, as they
surely were embarrassed by it. They were warm and dry at least ( I hope ? ).