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That's a wonderful story, Prof. ...
and good of both of you to harbor no ill will towards one another.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on March 14, 2006 at 1:15 AM
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Yank the pants down.
Dear MPO.. These lines are really cruel in the schoolyard. My shorts have been yanked down when I was in Grade 5. I am not a meek guy so I picked up a small stool and slamped in on the head of the attacker. He got a big bruise. Now the attacker is a high official in Davao City, my hometown and somehow he managed to track me down here in Sydney and for a laugh he issued a wararnt of arrest for me to be forced drinking beer until I pass out. LOL.
regards.. Prof
posted by
PROF-SUMAKEL33
on March 14, 2006 at 12:19 AM
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Ah, what wonderful memories! Something to, like, "treasure for a lifetime".
I read your post ... very funny. I especially liked the "whippersnapper" part.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 26, 2006 at 8:05 PM
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Aaah, high school
Love this post. My last one was actually along similar lines http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/AaronB8138/ (shameless plug)
We had a different and rather disgusting kind of wet willie at my high school. You sneak up behind someone who's sitting down, moisten your index finger, then loudly zip down your zipper and slap your moistened finger against the back of the person's neck.
1 person even did the real thing, and it started a fistfight of epic proportions. We were crazy back then.
posted by
AaronB
on February 26, 2006 at 7:03 PM
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That's horrible, simsimswife!
I can certainly see why that would be such a painful memory.
I hope this post wasn't responsible for bringing it back to the surface.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 19, 2006 at 12:21 AM
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the 63rd coming up
I like your pic, I like the way you dress, which brings another schoolyard punishment into my mind. When I were in the first form, and not directly responsible for what I wear, when it was supposed that I dress the school uniform, my mother decided that colorful zebra and giant parrot would be better instead of me, and she dressed me in colored strips, dots and patches beside the uniform, and guess what? the school principal thought that
I deserve to be shown in a caree, for all the school to point at me and laugh. Beside the trip I had with my colleagues when they put small pieces of torn up plastic bag in my mouth while I was asleep with my mouth open, that was the most painful pupil's memory.
posted by
ex_simsimswife
on February 18, 2006 at 12:55 AM
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I'm not.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 15, 2006 at 10:15 AM
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hee hee
maybe that's why I never had to deal with it?
Kidding, I think...
posted by
FactorFiction
on February 15, 2006 at 5:46 AM
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Growing up with two brothers, I've had to be clever to avoid this sort of "brutality", FoF ...
Now, this may sound gross, but I learned early on that if you tend to have severe B.O. you are far less likely to be "molested".
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 14, 2006 at 8:44 PM
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Eww.
Thank God I didn't even know about some of those...much less have them performed upon me. That might make me seem like "popular" but I think I am always sort of "off the radar."
posted by
FactorFiction
on February 14, 2006 at 12:10 PM
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Thankfully, I've never been treated to the experience.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 14, 2006 at 12:01 PM
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Hello
I REMEMBER THE WET WILLIES!
posted by
jecruz
on February 14, 2006 at 11:57 AM
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Happy Valentine's Day to (the both of) you, too.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 14, 2006 at 6:20 AM
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It meant we're moving on to the new posts. Happy Valentine's Day to you!
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on February 14, 2006 at 3:15 AM
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Goodnight, Gulliver...
Well, I'm off too.
I've convinced my best friend to spend the night here, which means I have to get dressed and go meet her, because she's scared to walk the couple of blocks (past an admittedly spooky playground) between our houses, alone in the middle of the night. Yet, she (curiously enough) seems to have little concern of me being murdered.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 10:25 PM
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we shall continue a similar banter tomorrow...
for now, I am going to bed.
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 9:57 PM
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LMAO
what...you get nervous when you ask someone what they thought...and there was what...about a 9 hour delay in between answers?
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 9:52 PM
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I remember what the "disappointment" thing was about...
and I'm relieved to hear the response.
Although your delay in answering was slightly troubling ...
Just playing!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:51 PM
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Yeah, I hate that too.
I have a slightly different problem, however.
I've already written my next two posts (in case I'm otherwise "occupied" tomorrow) ... but, due to the late hour, it's probably best I just "sit on them" (until closer to morning).
Soooooo, now, I essentially have nothing to do ...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:48 PM
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Now I remember!
MPO, I've had "Purple Nurple" in my head all day long, thanks to your blog. I've even found myself saying it out loud a time or to, but never fear...people already think I'm nuts, so nothing lost there.
I think thats what I was going to say...Either that or something shallow and meaningless like assuring you that for "the what it's worth department" I wasn't disapointed. (if you even remember what that was about)
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 9:47 PM
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I really had something intresting I was going to post...
but its late, and I forgot what it was...I hate it when that happens!
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 9:44 PM
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Thank you very much, Lensman...
and, I mean it too.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:31 PM
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MPO
Cool.... 
I mean it
posted by
Lensman
on February 13, 2006 at 9:22 PM
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That seems to be a common lament...
I guess I'm blessed to have lived such a sheltered childhood.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:15 PM
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sadly, I know most of these from first-hand experience
I was always the receiver
posted by
brettnik
on February 13, 2006 at 9:08 PM
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Not only can I pick them up with my feet, Lensman...
but I can dip them in sauce and transfer them into my mouth, as well.
I swear to God.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 8:07 PM
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MPO
I saw your comment over at Trevor Cunnington's page, claiming an ability to pick up sweet-and-sour pork with your feet. I couldn't help thinking, "This person bears investigation."
So here I am, and all these years later, I love your list of schoolyard horrors. Wasn't crazy about them at the time, though.
posted by
Lensman
on February 13, 2006 at 7:30 PM
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I don't envy you, poetjpb...
Must be hard having to patrol the school, constantly breaking up "smurf bites" and "noogies" all day.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 4:26 PM
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no more please
posted by
poetjpb
on February 13, 2006 at 4:12 PM
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no more please
I teach school and I could write the book
posted by
poetjpb
on February 13, 2006 at 4:12 PM
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I'm not even going to ask what kind of underwear you were wearing!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 3:55 PM
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Oh my God!
You've had
one?!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 3:52 PM
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HATE those damned Atomic Wedgies!!!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
:-)
~LB~ xoxo
posted by
Anony_Miss
on February 13, 2006 at 3:43 PM
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Not sure why it doesn't show up as a hyper-link, Capt. ...
I'll correct that next time I update the photo.
Hope you weren't too disappointed...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 3:25 PM
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I guess I've found my groove again, B...
"moving on" to what?
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 3:23 PM
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So glad to hear that, Freelancer X ...
As hobbies go, it's a relatively simple, inexpensive one to have. Much less costly than,
say, collecting Faberge eggs.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 3:22 PM
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Congratulations! You've won! You've won! 6 clicks are here. Now we're moving on...
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on February 13, 2006 at 2:22 PM
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I've found a new hobby....
reading you....
Thanks
posted by
FreelancerX
on February 13, 2006 at 12:37 PM
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LOL..."Oh yes, there it is...quite right...jolly good!"
Never even noticed the link before. LOL...it dosent show up as a hyperlink for some reason, and I never bothered to copy it to a web brouser before. I know I know...lazy me.
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 12:35 PM
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Dude, it IS in my profile!
I wanted a larger photo ... so, I just posted a link.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 10:53 AM
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I won't dig for it
If you really wanted people to know what you looked like, I'm sure you'd post it on your profile. At which point the mystery would be solved. Until then, I'll keep the face my mind makes up.
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 10:25 AM
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Yep. Her photo is around here somewhere, Capt.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 10:12 AM
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That's why I wear a belt...
even with sweatpants, Billy. Just joking.
On a related note, my best friend wears her pants so low she's just asking to be "pantsed" like once a week (at a minimum). However, as of yet, no one has taken it that one step further.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 10:11 AM
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picture...MPO has a picture?
Knew she was a woman due to her profile...but the face remains a mystery
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 10:07 AM
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You're fortunate, Talion,
that the "extracurricular activities" were primarily "verbal"...... even though
sometimes that can be nearly as rough (especially on kids).
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 10:07 AM
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The rear admiral was a commonpractice on people who wore sweatpants...
I always did and still do, wear jeans w/ a belt. BTW - yes, your picture makes it very obvious you are a girl...I just call everybody dude...except sometimes I'll call men "dude-man"
posted by
FreeManWalking
on February 13, 2006 at 10:00 AM
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M.P.O.
When I was in school, there were few instances "physical" humiliation, though I am familiar with "Indian Burn." Our humiliation of choice was the dozens. I never heard of the Titty Twister, except it's the name of the bar from the movie "Dust Til Dawn."
posted by
Talion
on February 13, 2006 at 9:18 AM
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I suppose "nurple" would probably be considered a slang word...
though I'm not sure if it's ever used in
any other context.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:15 AM
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It's not a shameless plug at all, Capt. Gulliver...
and I urge everyone to go check out that post ... it was actually in some ways the inspiration for this one.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:14 AM
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is Nurple a word?
what does everyone think? Should "Nurple" be considered a word?
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 9:12 AM
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Some of us actually never have "left the playground", Symphony...
at least, not
mentally.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:11 AM
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Purple Nurple
First, a shameless plug: For backgroud info on my post, please view my blog at http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Allidukes_tower/ and read MPO's comment.
MPO. Now I know what a Purple Nurple is. at 8 AM this morning when I checked my blog, I had no idea what you were talking about. Thought: Nurple, in this context is obviously a play on "Nipple" is is not a word in and of itself. Besides, I think "Titty Twister" is far more common anyway. Where I grew up we gave "Texas Titty Twisters" which involve both hands twisting both nipples simultaneously. OUCH.
I keep my 9 cents honestly!
posted by
Captain_Gulliver
on February 13, 2006 at 9:10 AM
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I remember (though, not fondly) when my "friends" used ...
to hold me down and tickle me until I cried.
And, by "used to" I mean, like, last week.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:10 AM
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I've never suffered an "Indian Burn", nanaroo...
fortunately.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:05 AM
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It's not just limited to schoolyards, curator...
One time, I "pantsed" my best friend in a "7-Eleven" (right in front of an Indian family) ... she had it coming though.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:04 AM
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I guess it is a little scary, abhilasha ...
thanks for commenting.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 9:01 AM
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"North Country" is a terrific movie, btw...
(though a tad "preachy") ... everyone should go see it.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 8:59 AM
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B, what's a "discipline master"?
Is that like that guy (with the "board of education") in Pink Floyd's "The Wall"?
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 8:58 AM
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oops I meant "were"
posted by
_Symphony_
on February 13, 2006 at 7:55 AM
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MPO
The funny thing is that we all remember these things fondly. Nowadays though, kids would be in so much trouble if they did these things. Oh, the good old days!
posted by
jensay
on February 13, 2006 at 7:52 AM
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M.P.O.
really hilarious- I remember the Indian burn
posted by
Nanaroo
on February 13, 2006 at 7:48 AM
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hahaha we are nice kids in the playground ...huh?
posted by
_Symphony_
on February 13, 2006 at 7:45 AM
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Ah, so that's how to turn and turn about; too bad I'm too old for a schoolyard! (not really.)
posted by
curator
on February 13, 2006 at 6:28 AM
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hii
This is really very funny & scary too but i enjoyed reading them.Thanks a lot for your comments on my post.Net is too slow so i'll come again to read more of your posts.
posted by
abhilasha
on February 13, 2006 at 6:26 AM
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Congrats, you have the movie right. Your prize is in here. Thanks for your efforts.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on February 13, 2006 at 3:10 AM
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I didn't get involved because I had a tough discipline master in school. Lol.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on February 13, 2006 at 3:08 AM
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You are free to do with it as you see fit, Jack.
Sounds like you'll be putting it to good use.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on February 13, 2006 at 12:36 AM
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MPO,
Great stuff. I already knew a lot of it, but names change.
Is it OK for me to print this out so I can take it to church next week? I'll copy it and put little check boxes by each one so that I can hand copies out and see how many get done. I'm not sure which church to go to, but I think the Mormons would really get a kick out of it. 
posted by
Jack_Flash
on February 13, 2006 at 12:11 AM
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