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we've all played the game....
Remember when you were young, running up to somebodies door ringing the doorbell then running like hell to hide? what did you call the game back in your day?
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"leave the dogshit in a bag on the front stoop, ring the doorbell, light the bag, then run like hell..."
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I too lived a troubled childhood.
We left lit firecrackers though. |
nicky,nicky,nine doors is what we called it.
great game. the neighbours at my folks still hate me to this day cuz of that game. *ding-dong* |
we called it ding dong ditch. weeeeee!
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knock and run...
lots of fun... but not always the best move for neighbourly politics. |
Our name for it involved a racial slur. I'd rather not repeat it.
Young = stoopid too often. Hint: it involved alliteration, and the second word was "knocking". |
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I believe it's a derogitory term for a black individual. And it begins with an /\/. Then the word knocking. >: )
Also, to Uncle, wouldnt you want to light, THEN ring? You dont want to ring and have them see you lighting it now do you? |
Ya Nicky Nicky Nine Doors is what we called it too.
The best though was stealing christmas lights from people's houses then throwing them and hearing them make a small explosion sound. Got chased by pist off owners all the time, As they would chase us, we would throw the light bulbs behind us and they would be dodging them...Stupid when I think about it now, But lots of fun at the time. Flood Lights were even better, But hell of alot hotter...Those things really go Pow when you throw them. When we played Nick Nine doors, we never lit bags of shit though...We would just kick the door and run like hell. Another thing that was fun, Standing down side streets and tossing eggs at passing cars...I remember one time there were about 10 of us with all our own eggs, A city bus drove by and had probably over 10 eggs hit it. The driver actually stopped and chased us, he stopped though cause he had eggs being lobbed at him while he was giving chase. I don't really regret it now...I think all kids do these types of things at one time or another...Part of being a kid. |
we used to order pizzas for the odd neighbors across the street.
funny thing was, when the pizzas were delivered these folks paid for them & enjoyed their unexpected evening snack. |
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I grew up in a Housing Complex and one night me & a couple friends were in my room and I could see one of my friends fathers sitting in his living room in the row of houses over from mine with his front door open. For about half Hour we would call the house and watch him get up repeatedly to answer the phone...Eventually we could hear him cursing & getting extremely pissed off...While we were watching him and laughing our asses off. |
yup, nigger knocking. dunno why.
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"Also, to Uncle, wouldnt you want to light, THEN ring? You dont want to ring and have them see you lighting it now do you?"
it was all in the timing...they didn't get to the doorbell right away, and we didn't want to take a chance on it extinguishing before whoever got his/her feet in it... |
We used to chuck rocks on to peoples roofs. It would make a hell of a noise, esp. on tin roofs. We broke a solar hot water system one night, and got in alot of shit for it. It all kinda stopped after that.
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a friend of mine used to have potato cannon wars with the kids in the family across the road...
they used to launch potatos, mortar cannon style, at each other from an arranged distance of about 50metres. that was always interesting to witness. needless to say that both boys in these conflicts grew up to be in law enforcement. |
we called it nick knocking...twas lots of fun. One time we waited behind the bushes and egged the owner and ran for our lives
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