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In the southern part of Brownsville,”spaldeens” were the choice over “pennsy Pinkies”. When we could not afford to buy a Spaldeen (at 25 cents), we’d settle for a Pennsy Pinky. There were days we’d lose 5-6 Spaldeens under moving vehicles or to the sewers of the city. There was no more comforting logo than Spalding’s on their light-pink colored ball. It had more consistency to the bounce than the Pennsy Pinkie. It was like comparing Fox’s U-Bet Chocolate syrup to Bosco in Brownsville, Brooklyn.
it goes like this- Virginia had a baby she named him Tiny Tim she put him in the bathtub 2 see if he oculd swin he ate up all the water he ate up all the soap he tried to eat the bathtub but it wouldn’t fit down his throut! Viginia called the doctor virginia called the nurse virginia called the lady wioth thte alligator purse. Measels said the doctor mumps said the nurse Lifeboye said the lady i the alligator purse! out wnt the doctor out went the nurse out went the lady witht he alligator purse!!
I know this has nothing to do with children’s games but I have this joke article about a “not so user friendly toilet” The person that wrote about her favorite verse in the childrens song, “Miss Lucy had a steamboat” being; Hello operator, give me number 9, and if you disconnect me, I will chop off your behind” reminded me of this article. New “NOT SO USER FRIENDLY” Toilet There’s something new on the market for people who are fussy about who uses their toilet. It is called “The Butt Chopper” and it will really get unwanted toilet users in the end! It is definitely the toilet of the future as it adds electronics and mechanics to the original household unit. All wanted toilet users will be able to do whatever they want while seated on “The Butt Chopper”. They may pee, poop, stink up the bathroom, or stay seated as long as they like. The unwanted toilet user may not be able to do some or any of these things. In fact the unwanted user may see “The Butt Chopper” in action! “The Butt Chopper” has been designed with the capability to chop off the rear-ends of unwanted toilet users. The way it works is very simple. All people who are welcome to use this specialized toilet would be given a password. Before taking a seat they would say the password into the microphone located on “The Butt Chopper”. They would then be able to sit down and do what they had to do with no problems at all. They would leave with their butts in tact. The person who sits down without saying the password or who says the wrong password would be at risk. The result would depend on what setting “The Butt Chopper” was on. “The Butt Chopper” has four settings. Each one treats the unwanted user a little differently. The first setting is called “Go Quickly”, the second is called “No Stink”, the third is called “No Poop”, and the fourth setting is called “Not Doing Anything”! While on the “Go Quickly” setting the user may pee, poop, or stink up the bathroom, but they must do it quickly. “The Butt Chopper” times the user. If the user is seated for more than thirty seconds, “The Butt Chopper” chops off their butt. While on the “No Stink” setting the user is allowed to pee and poop. They may take as long as they need but they must not stink up the bathroom. “The Butt Chopper” uses a sensor that detects odors. If the odor from the user exceeds the limits, their butt will immediately be chopped off by “The Butt Chopper”! While on the “No Poop” setting the user is allowed only to pee. “The Butt Chopper” uses a camera device that focuses in on the user’s butt. As soon as it detects poop starting to come out, it activates before they can finish what they started. The fourth setting, the “Not Doing Anything” setting, doesn’t give the user a chance to do anything. As soon as the unwanted user sits down on “The Butt Chopper”, their butt is chopped off immediately! This setting of course really isn’t that fair because women have to sit down to pee. Men won’t have a problem unless they have to poop. So what are you waiting for! Rid your bathroom of unwanted toilet users. They won’t be back to use your toilet again! They won’t be pooping in anyone’s toilet again!
I loved reading this!! It brought back a lot of memories. I remember another jump-rope song I used to play in Kindergarten (1976) : Down in the valley where the green grass grows, There sat (girl’s name), as sweet as a rose, Along came (boy’s name) and kissed her on the cheek, How many kisses did she get that week ? and count as you jump. Also, we played a jump-rope game called “School”. You ran in and jumped once and ran out for 1st grade, ran in and jumped twice for 2nd grade, etc.
What’s up? My name is Kenya. I’m looking for instructions to a street-game we used to play called “SKELLEY”. I would appreciate it if someone would hook me up at this e-mail address. I used to live in the Rutland Plaza, on Rutland Rd., and I think it was East 95th St. I wasn’t that good but my friends Taurus, Telley, and Brian were. I’m trying to show my friends here in New Kensington, PA how to play. I know the basics; such as, shooting your top from box one to two, and so on, I need to know the actual rules, such as how does one get out of the middle once he is knocked in? ANYWAY THANKS………:)
I still laugh when I think of all the pranks we pulled and the games we played growing up… On one occasion, my brother and I broke open a tennis ball, and wrapped the neighbor’s dog up with the long rubber band that was inside. We used to make up games, usually involving some kind of pain, such as slapping each other’s faces to see who would give up first, or head knocking. “Mean Old Daddy” was a neighborhood favorite. One of us would steal a long belt from one of our dads when he wasn’t looking or at work. Then sit outside in a chair and pretend to be sleeping. The rest of us had to sneak past without “Mean Old Daddy” waking up, or he would go after us with that belt! We would also pick inkberries at the bus stop, and pelt each other with them; they would make wonderful purple spots that would never come out of our clothes. It seems that kids are just not allowed to have fun anymore. I’m sort of glad about that, too, because it’s a wonder we all survived it!