Weird Traditions
Talking with a friend yesterday about school dinners, she suddenly said, "We had to march into the dining room behind the School Band... except on Thursdays." Since all of us were now staring, she qualified this with, "...on Thursdays there was no wind section. It was a tradition."
What weird stuff have you been made to do "because it's a tradition."
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 11:11)
Talking with a friend yesterday about school dinners, she suddenly said, "We had to march into the dining room behind the School Band... except on Thursdays." Since all of us were now staring, she qualified this with, "...on Thursdays there was no wind section. It was a tradition."
What weird stuff have you been made to do "because it's a tradition."
( , Thu 28 Jul 2005, 11:11)
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Texan Traditions
On one of my frequent trips across the atlantic to visit familiy in the states, i was exposed to an odd tradtion involving a fictional bird and a pillow case. My uncle (trailer dwelling, red-neck, evangelical baptist) took my brother and i (both 8 yrs old) out into the woods at night fall, under the pretense that we were hunting small yet tastey nocturnal birds called Snipes. This involved holding the pillow case open in the pitch black, poisonous bug/snake infested darkness and immitating the call of the Snipe. After preforming the Snipe call for a while, my brother and i realised that my uncle had disappeared. We proceeded to run wildly in the direction we thought we had come from screaming for help.
Apparently it is traditional to inflict this hilarious rouse on new comers...well, it beats a good old fashion linching.
( , Fri 29 Jul 2005, 12:30, Reply)
On one of my frequent trips across the atlantic to visit familiy in the states, i was exposed to an odd tradtion involving a fictional bird and a pillow case. My uncle (trailer dwelling, red-neck, evangelical baptist) took my brother and i (both 8 yrs old) out into the woods at night fall, under the pretense that we were hunting small yet tastey nocturnal birds called Snipes. This involved holding the pillow case open in the pitch black, poisonous bug/snake infested darkness and immitating the call of the Snipe. After preforming the Snipe call for a while, my brother and i realised that my uncle had disappeared. We proceeded to run wildly in the direction we thought we had come from screaming for help.
Apparently it is traditional to inflict this hilarious rouse on new comers...well, it beats a good old fashion linching.
( , Fri 29 Jul 2005, 12:30, Reply)
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