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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White Rabbits again
Aha. We had a similar first day of month tradition, where remembering it was the cue for a punch-fest. "Pinch-punch/First of the month/White Rabbits" would be the war cry, and if successfully executed would render the pinch-pincher immune from first day-related hurt until noon when the usual house rules about "no assaulting siblings" would be brought back into force.
The thing was, you had to get the whole saying in, otherwise an older, wiser sister (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) would take the opportunity to inform me I didn't get it right and proceed to punch and pinch the living daylights out of me on the grounds of loopholes I didn't grasp as a seven-year-old.
The other year I emailed her one first of the month with that rhyme and nothing else. It made her cry.
Funnily enough that's what it did to me when I was seven.
So I... er... win. Yeah? *Shuffles uncomfortably*
( , Sun 31 Jul 2005, 9:25, Reply)
Aha. We had a similar first day of month tradition, where remembering it was the cue for a punch-fest. "Pinch-punch/First of the month/White Rabbits" would be the war cry, and if successfully executed would render the pinch-pincher immune from first day-related hurt until noon when the usual house rules about "no assaulting siblings" would be brought back into force.
The thing was, you had to get the whole saying in, otherwise an older, wiser sister (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) would take the opportunity to inform me I didn't get it right and proceed to punch and pinch the living daylights out of me on the grounds of loopholes I didn't grasp as a seven-year-old.
The other year I emailed her one first of the month with that rhyme and nothing else. It made her cry.
Funnily enough that's what it did to me when I was seven.
So I... er... win. Yeah? *Shuffles uncomfortably*
( , Sun 31 Jul 2005, 9:25, Reply)
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