Things we did as kids that you wouldn't get away with today?


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A little game during recess/gym class called "Smear the Queer." A ball was introduced and whoever had it was "the Queer," who would run around carrying the ball, trying to evade everyone else. Meanwhile, everyone else was yelling "Smear the Queer" and trying to tackle/knock over "the Queer" and steal the ball. See, even though having the ball made you "the Queer" and the target of an angry mob, it was considered an honor to hold the ball for any length of time. It was also considered an honor to knock "the Queer" over in any way that made a comedic pratfall. And then we'd go back to class and resume all of the homosexually-derisive jokes that mark a true pre-teen. 

We also walked and biked everywhere, all over the neighborhoods. We knew "stranger danger" and everyone seemed to do ok. These days, there is a marked increase in reports of child abductions in my area, including some disturbing trends involving kidnapping gangs that wander the parking lots of well-populated shopping centers. It's scary enough to make "Smear the Queer" seem like, well, child's play.

We also watched violent movies like "Child's Play" when we were far too young. Oh, the nightmares that little bastard doll from the movie gave me!

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We used to ride our BMX bikes everywhere after school. Now, no one is outside after school!

Things we did as kids that you wouldn't get away with today? There were plenty but one of my favourites was playing "brandy"  (dodgeball I suspect) with the neighbourhood kids...except we used ro

When you got bullied, you came back the next day and fought again, (without weapons)!    

1 hour ago, rabidraccoon said:

We played a similar game called wallball where you throw a tennis ball at a wall. If another player can catch the ball before it hits the ground then you line up on the wall and the one who caught it pegs you (usually aiming for the ass lol). If the other player fumbles the catch he has to run to the wall before somebody else can recover the fumble and hit the wall. If he doesn’t make it to wall in time then he lines up to get pegged.

I remember this game! Though, we preferred pegging the poor sap in the noggin'. It was especially fun when the tennis ball was wet, as it made a very satisfying *chock* sound when you beaned the dude. The few girls who played also aimed for the boys head (and they would take a run up too!), but the boys aimed for their backside... not because they were girls, mind you, but because their ponytails would partially absorb the impact or deflect it.

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1 hour ago, earthson said:

A little game during recess/gym class called "Smear the Queer." A ball was introduced and whoever had it was "the Queer," who would run around carrying the ball, trying to evade everyone else. Meanwhile, everyone else was yelling "Smear the Queer" and trying to tackle/knock over "the Queer" and steal the ball. See, even though having the ball made you "the Queer" and the target of an angry mob, it was considered an honor to hold the ball for any length of time. It was also considered an honor to knock "the Queer" over in any way that made a comedic pratfall. And then we'd go back to class and resume all of the homosexually-derisive jokes that mark a true pre-teen. 

We also walked and biked everywhere, all over the neighborhoods. We knew "stranger danger" and everyone seemed to do ok. These days, there is a marked increase in reports of child abductions in my area, including some disturbing trends involving kidnapping gangs that wander the parking lots of well-populated shopping centers. It's scary enough to make "Smear the Queer" seem like, well, child's play.

We also watched violent movies like "Child's Play" when we were far too young. Oh, the nightmares that little bastard doll from the movie gave me!

That was the preferred game to play during the recess of my elementary school years.  I agree there was no derogatory meaning of the word "queer" - it just rhymed and was a ton of fun to play! I also grew up in Miami where we all swam in the canals.  No-one I knew had a pool and if you couldn’t get to the beach, canals were where you cooled off.  We had to share the canals with these guys.  Alligators, unlike the crocodiles that inhabit other parts of the globe, generally dont bother anyone.  

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Lead and mercury exposure. Mercury thermometers used to pop all the time at school and we’d play with it. Now you’d be hardpressed to find mercury in a professional scientific laboratory even though it’s essential to a number of lab apparatuses.

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On 9/26/2018 at 2:14 PM, 99call said:

One a the best 'rights of passage' was stalking out you best point of sale for a "jazz mag" or "bluey". 

Hilariously my brother once, went (with me in tow) to buy a jokey works secret santa for a girl in the office, who was self confessedly into "all sorts of dirty shit" Her words! and "wanted a filthy pressie from santa"

Anyway my brother proudly strode up to the city central newsagent, and asked  (with a 5 deep que behind him "do you have any really nasty readers wives stuff?". The guy behind the till was new, and said (in his best Borat voice)......"you LIIIIkkkkeee!" whilst pointing at all sorts off vulgar mags.        It dawned (all of a sudden) on my brother that he no longer looked like the whacky boss that would buy his co-worker some sort of x-rated mag as an off beat secret santa............that he now did in fact look like the kind of saddo, that would go in and try and buy this stuff under false pretences.....Classic!

needless to say, I pissed myself laughing at his demise.   

buying hardcopy porn was so much fun.......and so much more rewarding,,,, it's sad, kids theses days never have to stalk the local newsagent, Invariably you would get the vicars wife serving, and be made to feel like satan. 

 

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... and I thought your avatar was some dude with batwings! Now I come to find out it is porn-junkie sibling with a trench coat...!

-the Pig

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To answer your question my friend... Just about everything.

Jesus, you can't even take out you GF and maul her anymore, even if she does maul you back! Life is becoming the lair of bloodless, gutless, nuttless, freaks!

Glad to have lived when I lived.

Cheers! -the Pig

 

PS: imagine BB gun wars today! You cannot even bicycle without body armor.

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Use to play Sui (aka suicide ball) with a baseball.  Basically you had to through a ball off a wall and try to catch it with out dropping it.  If you caught it before it hit the ground with one hand, you could peg anyone who did not run and touch the wall.  If you dropped it, you went hands up and ass out on the wall to be pelted by all those still playing with the ball.  

Another game, CHINK.  Men this would get you grilled on social media.  Another wall ball game where you could only slap the ball.  It had to hit the ground first and then the wall.  Each miss got you letter in CHINK and you played until you got to K.  

Out until 11 PM as middle schoolers, and we would walk every where.  

See who could collect the most odd colored crack pipes; I was a late 80s kids.  

Use to sneak into the golf course and swim in the creek.  

I've made my fair share of bombs.  My buddy almost blow his fingers off because he did not throw the damn thing right away.  It blew up right after it left his hand, throw his hand back and left a burn.  The cops were called on us for that.  He told his dad he fell off his bike.  

Break into private property to play baseball.  

See who could climb the furthest up a wall before falling.  I almost got to a 3rd story on a church until a local priest reamed me out.  

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8 hours ago, PigFish said:

and I thought your avatar was some dude with batwings! Now I come to find out it is porn-junkie sibling with a trench coat...!

-the Pig

Haha, I'm not sure a 13yr old with a few Jazz-mags merits the title "porn-junkie", but I'll take it.   As my Mother once said, "those who deny an interest in either porn or don't freely admit to masturbating (when asked), are usually the ones with people buried in the back garden". 

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7 hours ago, 99call said:

Haha, I'm not sure a 13yr old with a few Jazz-mags merits the title "porn-junkie", but I'll take it.   As my Mother once said, "those who deny an interest in either porn or don't freely admit to masturbating (when asked), are usually the ones with people buried in the back garden". 

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I said sibling mate!!!

Digging up my yard should net one dog, one cat and 1000 squirrels, give or take a few hundred!!! -LOL But I have saved some key places!

-R

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28 minutes ago, PigFish said:

1000 squirrels,

In some parts of the world, such a mass grave of squirrels, would be a sure sign of sexual deviancy,,  Haha. 

I have a feeling in this case however, their deaths were honourable, and the authorities don't need to be contacted. 

34 minutes ago, PigFish said:

But I have saved some key places!

Graves already dug,   I like your style. 

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