| Report for Cullen McGough | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 1 |
| Rejected stories | 3 |
| Summary | Could Try Harder |
A unique move performed on a swing set but the "pusher".
The "pusher" pushes the "pushee" higher and higher until the pusher is able to give one last tremendous push, and run forward *under* the pushee at the height of their arc, while yelling: "Underdog!"
(note: Underdog was a nearsighted superhero from the Rocky & Bullwinkle Show)
The "pusher" pushes the "pushee" higher and higher until the pusher is able to give one last tremendous push, and run forward *under* the pushee at the height of their arc, while yelling: "Underdog!"
(note: Underdog was a nearsighted superhero from the Rocky & Bullwinkle Show)
Tales of terrible retribution, sung to the tune of "Glory, Glory, Halilujah"
Glory, Glory, Halilujah
Teacher hit me with the ruler,
Met 'im at the door, with a smoking '44
And 'e ain't my teacher no more!
or
Glory, Glory, Halilujah
Teacher hit me with the ruler,
Met 'im at the bank,
With a Sherman army tank,
And 'e ain't my teacher no more!
Slightly dated since children learned they could get their teachers sacked for as much as winking at them, and since parents learned to sue.
[log]Trying to think of new rhymes is more bother than it's worth. You won't win kudos for singing "I met him at the grocers, and festooned him with C4 explosives", and even less for something as fey as "Met him on a misty hill, stabbed him with a poison-tipped quill". Stick with the tanks and guns.[/log]
Glory, Glory, Halilujah
Teacher hit me with the ruler,
Met 'im at the door, with a smoking '44
And 'e ain't my teacher no more!
or
Glory, Glory, Halilujah
Teacher hit me with the ruler,
Met 'im at the bank,
With a Sherman army tank,
And 'e ain't my teacher no more!
Slightly dated since children learned they could get their teachers sacked for as much as winking at them, and since parents learned to sue.
[log]Trying to think of new rhymes is more bother than it's worth. You won't win kudos for singing "I met him at the grocers, and festooned him with C4 explosives", and even less for something as fey as "Met him on a misty hill, stabbed him with a poison-tipped quill". Stick with the tanks and guns.[/log]
One person begins the game (?) by saying "No D!" in a loud voice. The prompts a frantic and ever-increasing radius of other children also shouting "No D!"
The last one to say "No D!", of course, has "D".
The sole antidote to "D" is to chime back with: "No D, no Ray!" thus rendering the speaking impervious to "D".
Never did find out what "D" was.
The last one to say "No D!", of course, has "D".
The sole antidote to "D" is to chime back with: "No D, no Ray!" thus rendering the speaking impervious to "D".
Never did find out what "D" was.
The Acorn War
3rd grade vs. 4th grade.
Weeks in the preperation. Hundreds of combatants. Mounds of ammo carefully stockpiled. 2 dozen girls in the nurses' auxilary standing by to drag "the dead" back to their respective camps.
It was stopped within minutes by fearful teachers who had never seen 3rd graders mobolized in formation before.
It was the best ever.
3rd grade vs. 4th grade.
Weeks in the preperation. Hundreds of combatants. Mounds of ammo carefully stockpiled. 2 dozen girls in the nurses' auxilary standing by to drag "the dead" back to their respective camps.
It was stopped within minutes by fearful teachers who had never seen 3rd graders mobolized in formation before.
It was the best ever.