Halloween Tricks?
Halloween is approaching. Let’s think back a second. Did you ever commit a Halloween “Trick”? Egg a house? TP-a house? What did you do?
Full disclosure here, I never did any of those things because I was such a scardie cat. I was afraid of my own shadow on Halloween. As a kid, Halloween ranked at the bottom of my favorite holidays list.
Full disclosure here, I never did any of those things because I was such a scardie cat. I was afraid of my own shadow on Halloween. As a kid, Halloween ranked at the bottom of my favorite holidays list.
posted by pissed off patricia at 2:17 AM
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Just another reason I love me some PoP!
I was the same way and I never did anything like that. Now I am a bit more of troublemaker, but I am getting a bit long in the tooth!!
To this day, I am not a big Halloween person. Just not my holiday.
I must say, now that I have a step-daughter, I do have more appreciation for it. But just a little!
yes
of course i had to do it to be cool ---- boy was i stupid
TP'd the mean lady down the block, --- never did the eggs, but did the chalking of the sidewalk at the same lady's house --- usually just stupid stuff --- it was a different era and no one used racial or ethnic slurs.
then senior year someone egged my car at a high school football game (at the rival's school) and i realized how foolish i was doing all those things to other people....
now i a just big old liberal who would never egg/tp anyone -- except the bushes. they deserve a huge roll of charmin on their ranch in Crawford to help clean up all the shit they have left on this planet.
Growing up in a small town pretty much prevented us from getting away with anything. I would have been whipped within an inch of my life if I ever got caught doing something like that. Besides everybody was so nice that there was never any cause. Just bags and bags of candy and goodies back in the time it was still ok to take homemade goodies like popcorn balls and fudge from nice little old ladies.
I was in a small town, too, but we still TPed the high school.
no, never did. i love halloween tho!
Oh yeah. Nothing I'm going to confess to now.
Never pulled a trick, but loved the treats. One Christmas when my husband was a teen he and his buddies stole letters off of a mean woman's holiday sign to make it read Merry Shitmas.
When my mother was a little girl an old woman would heat up pennies on a baking sheet and when the kids opened their little hands, wearing a hot pad glove, she would drop the scorching pennies into their palms. I will have to ask her more about this.
I grew up out on the farm in Alabama. You would have walked yourself to death trying to trick-or-treat. There was so little anonymity any trick would have been an open and shut case with certain conviction.
The big event was the Halloween Carnival at our little one-through-nine country school. There would be a king and queen from the class that raised the most money. There were cake walks, fishing for toys or treats behind a strung up bed sheet, a shooting gallery with darts, apple bobbing, etc. The ninth graders would do a haunted house in the library where you would be blindfolded and made to touch eyeballs (peeled grapes) and entrails (moist spaghetti.)
It was the school’s big fund raiser for the year and well supported by the community. I expect they take evil so literally today that such a thing might be unthinkable in the rural south.
ditto that. country miles are too far to walk. but we did do the "ghost walk" get together.
in high school i was away from home on the mormon placement program and we were expected to be good little indins in return for our education.
I never did the Halloween trick thing, but as an adult I became a master of the TP. After a night of drinking, we'd steal the toilet paper from the bar and TP asshats that we knew. Very juvenile, but oh so fun.
Okay, here's what I did one Halloween when I was a teenager. It's not bad, but when the kids that came to my door yelled, "Trick or Treat!"... my brothers and I decided that since we were allowed an option, we would give them a trick.
So, we had this old croquet set that we hadn't used in about 5 or 6 years.
When a group of kids came to the door, we SLAMMED! a croquet balls into one of the sacks... It was totally random and, I think we only had 5 balls.
One parent came back to our house that night and complained because we gave a croquet ball to their kid instead of candy.
Remember, I was a teenager and adults were pieces of crap as far as I was concerned. I yelled at her, "Hey! They said *TRICK* OR *TREAT*... WE GAVE A TRICK YOU #$%&*%#$!@#$@$@#$!!!"!
Then I slammed the door in her face and my brothers and I laughed.
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Or course, my dad found out about it the next day and was pissed... but not by what we said to the lady... he was pissed that we gave out the croquet balls.
my favorite (hallmark) holiday!
i was too afraid to pull pranks as well. too bad that halloween has been distilled down to what it is now, rather than sticking to it's pagan origins a bit more. within reason of course! (cue sinister cackle!!)
soap was my trademark. i sort of stated blogging on the neigbors car windows and back doors and garages.
I grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere so I've actually never even been trick-or-treating (except later to ferry my daughter around). How sad is that? Now I like to dress up and creep up the house and scare the crap out of little kids. Wheeee.
Growing up in a couple of small towns in NW Ohio in the 1950's-60's, I saw plenty of Halloween pranking, but never did any myself. One memorable incident was seeing older "bad" kids TP trees in front of a house, then light the TP on fire. Stupid AND bad, they were.
Now, my dear old dad confessed to some pretty bad ones: He grew up in Atlantic City, NJ, and one Halloween they put the outhouse of a teacher they disliked up on the guy's roof. Pretty shitty...
I have to admit, I did TP a few houses in my day, but not on Halloween. Usually the group of girls would spend the night at one or another's house and then we would TP the houses of the guys we liked. It was sort of a flirtatious thing. If a guy got his house TP'd , it usually meant he was popular in school, so they didn't mind it so much...until they had to take it down, I guess.
I never egged anyone, though, or did anything else that was destructive, that wasn't my bag.
The best "trick" I did was when my daughter had a Halloween party at our house with some friends in her Senior year of highschool. I called a few of the parents and got some personal information about them, something that only their parents would know. (I explained to the parents why I wanted this info and they were great about it), then my daughter told them that I was psychic and I could to "readings". As I went to each kid, I told them stuff that their parents told me, like the teacher they had a crush on in 2nd grade, and what they were thinking of majoring in for college. Stuff like that. It totally freaked them out! There were a few kids that were sure I was talking about them, because they were going to major in engineering, too! Before you know it, after throwing out a few obvious generalities, they were convinced that I was the real thing.
Then when I told them after it was over with that I was just faking it, they didn't believe me! It told them to call their mom's and they would tell them where I got the info. It was harder to convince them I was a fake, than it was to convince them I was the real thing. :-)
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Heh heh. We egged the Catholic HS one night during my rebellious teen years, but it wasn't on Halloween.
Even way back when I was a kid, my mom was afraid of unwrapped stuff, so I learned to eat the sugar wafers before I got home that the old man down the street gave out. I also ate the caramel apples before I got home that the woman who lived the street behind us gave out every year. I think my mom was more afraid of germs and dirt though, than razor blades and needles and poison as the poor parents today are concerned of.
Never tricked on Halloween, and was never into property destruction - although many of my classmates and neighbors were.
However, one of my sisters had a vendetta against a girl at school, so we TP'd her yard, and put a dead opossum in her mailbox. Don't ask...
Ironic part of the story is that sis and her foe ended up BFF (friends) less than a year later. And no, I don't know if she ever revealed her secret, but I would guess not.
The current media obsession with Halloween this year has me about sick of the whole blasted thing.
I was such a naughty girl! My great aunt would give me soap and I would soap the shop windows on the main street of the small town I lived in!
Did we do a little shave cream now and again, yes. Anything over that, heck no, my dad was well known in the town we grew up in and I liked life.
well a group of us put the neighbors VW in the road on blocks one year-does that count! clean fun!
We did a thing called tic-taccing. We shelled hard feed corn into paper bags. After dark, we'd go out in small groups and throw the corn at houses windows. The best ones had awnings. What a racket!
Of course, at that time of year, I ended up sweeping up plenty of shelled corn from my own porches and driveway, too!
We didn't only do that kind of mischievous stuff on Halloween, it was kind of a year-round thing. Out in NE Oregon where there isn't a lot to do besides make creative trouble, we did more than our share.
Our best high school trickery had to do with water balloons. One of our buddies' dads ran a local leather/saddle shop, so our friend,Russ knew how to do eyelets, rivets, etc. He got a Cool-Whip bucket and made a reinforced hole in each side. Russ attached surgical tubing to each hole, and we had a really cool giant slingshot of sorts! One kid would hold on to each section of tubing, while a third kid would put a water balloon in the Cool-Whip bucket and pull back. We were able to fire water balloons about 3/4 the length of a football field! The fun mostly happened when we would go out behind the screen at the local drive-in theater in summer, and fire water balloons up and over the screen and hopefully onto unsuspecting cars. We would "fire away" until we would hear a loud "THUNK" or until cars would start honking their horns, then we would high-tail it out of there. We never got caught! Also, this was in 1974 or 1975 when vans had the rear doors that swung open sideways... Because we would all go out and "drag the main" street on Friday nights (or "drag the gut", as we would call it) it was fun to load up a bunch of water balloons, find someone we knew, pull in front of them, swing the doors open, and fire a water balloon with our slingshot. We got some very nice results when firing into convertibles. I wish video cameras had been available back then for some of the reactions we got.
The toilet-papering was done during the school year. An enterprising buddy of mine, Mark, made a list of all the high school staff, and his group (in which I participated a few times) systematically TP-ed the teachers' houses throughout the year. Our school had about 30-40 teachers, it wasn't an un-doable task. Mark named the group Smegma Chi... heh! At the end of the year at the school awards assembly, Mark was awarded a scroll with teachers names on it, and on the outside of the scroll was beautifully caligraphed "Smegma Chi". That name was blacked out in the yearbook photo though, once the principal found out what smegma was! Hehehehehe
We had lots of food fights downtown, shot at other cars with our little rubber pellet pistols, blew up stuff with M-80s (not animals, though!!!), coated each others' cars with shaving cream, put potatoes in each others' exhuast pipes, put small blocks of wood under each others' accelerators, took other kids out on "snipe hunts", etc. etc. etc. Once some of us on our way back to La Grande from Portland B-Aed a Baptist busload of young girls all probably middle school age... I was laughing so hard at the time that I spotted! I also once vomited out a school bus front window out on the freeway, and all the windows behind me were open! You get the picture.
If kids did the kind of stuff today we did back then, they would be arrested and if they didn't have to do a few days in jail would at least have to do lots of community service.
Never did any actual "tricks" myself. My parents and some of their friends rotten egged a house, but they wouldn't let us kids come along. Didn't want to teach us bad habits, I guess. It wasn't even Halloween! They were just mad at the guy!
I don't remember this one myself, but I heard tell that when I was a toddler and was trick-or-treating, the man at the door said "would you like some candy" and I pointed and said "no, I want that dog". Then I walked right between his legs, went into his house and started plunking on his piano. What a weird little kid I must have been.
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