Just thought I'd share a blast from my past. You may have to be from a really small town to know that this is fantastic fun when there's nothing else to do after 10:00 at night on the weekends! (My parents said the only thing you could find after that time was trouble! - and they were probably right.)
I'm sure most of you have been TP'd someones house before, known someone who has or at least seen someones handiwork. I don't know why when I was in high school, we felt the need to twist even the most common traditions. In my class, the funny thing was using Saran Wrap to wrap someones car doors shut or in extreme cases, Fork someones yard.
On one particular night, I slept over at my best friend Serena's house. I'm not sure how we knew, but we had the sneaking suspicion that the boy's (there were 3 of them... and I can't believe I'm so old that I can't remember who it was. If I had to guess, it would be Fred, Tommy and Jim) were going to TP her house. We kept the lights off and periodically checked to see if we could catch the boys in the act. By midnight we guessed they must have changed their minds.
That was... until we looked out one last time and just saw streaming toilet paper in all the trees right outside Serena's bedroom! I'm still totally baffled as to how we didn't catch them. We ran out the front door to survey the damage and that's when we saw it.... they'd forked her entire front yard. I wish I had a photo because it's something you'd almost have to see to believe. They had bought boxes of plastic forks, spoons and knives and stabbed them all over her yard, circling the flower beds and lining the sidewalk. There's nowhere you could have walked in their front yard without stepping on a utensil. (It must be a great aerator!)
Serena's Mom came out and told us to get to work cleaning it all up. By now it must be 1 or 2am. By the time we'd picked it all up, we had a Piggly Wiggly (here's a link in case you've never heard of Piggly Wiggly) paper sack full! After much begging and pleading, Serena's Mom gave us about a 1/2 hour to go out and get our revenge. We forked all 3 boys lawns in one night, which must have been a record! We broke all the utensils in half so we'd have enough to sufficiently cover all their yards. It was "classic"!
OK...maybe you had to be there.
Sorry Mom & Dad... this is probably the first you've heard about this. ; ) I'm sure my kids will do worse!
I'm sure most of you have been TP'd someones house before, known someone who has or at least seen someones handiwork. I don't know why when I was in high school, we felt the need to twist even the most common traditions. In my class, the funny thing was using Saran Wrap to wrap someones car doors shut or in extreme cases, Fork someones yard.
On one particular night, I slept over at my best friend Serena's house. I'm not sure how we knew, but we had the sneaking suspicion that the boy's (there were 3 of them... and I can't believe I'm so old that I can't remember who it was. If I had to guess, it would be Fred, Tommy and Jim) were going to TP her house. We kept the lights off and periodically checked to see if we could catch the boys in the act. By midnight we guessed they must have changed their minds.
That was... until we looked out one last time and just saw streaming toilet paper in all the trees right outside Serena's bedroom! I'm still totally baffled as to how we didn't catch them. We ran out the front door to survey the damage and that's when we saw it.... they'd forked her entire front yard. I wish I had a photo because it's something you'd almost have to see to believe. They had bought boxes of plastic forks, spoons and knives and stabbed them all over her yard, circling the flower beds and lining the sidewalk. There's nowhere you could have walked in their front yard without stepping on a utensil. (It must be a great aerator!)
Serena's Mom came out and told us to get to work cleaning it all up. By now it must be 1 or 2am. By the time we'd picked it all up, we had a Piggly Wiggly (here's a link in case you've never heard of Piggly Wiggly) paper sack full! After much begging and pleading, Serena's Mom gave us about a 1/2 hour to go out and get our revenge. We forked all 3 boys lawns in one night, which must have been a record! We broke all the utensils in half so we'd have enough to sufficiently cover all their yards. It was "classic"!
OK...maybe you had to be there.
Sorry Mom & Dad... this is probably the first you've heard about this. ; ) I'm sure my kids will do worse!
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That is a good one! I am from the smallest town ever, but forking a yard eluded us, somehow. That really sounded like great fun! Hmmm.. is 28 too old to fork someone's yard??? LOL Great story.
ReplyDeleteYou're never too old!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh!!!
ReplyDeleteI was sitting here thinking, "you shoulda forked them". I totally knew what you were talking about.
Umm, not that I would have been involved in any of that kind of mischief or anything. Ever. Cuz my mom reads my blog.
And I most certainly wouldn't have done it to a teacher's lawn... on Christmas Day... cuz that would have been so juvenile delinquent-ish of me. I mean, if I had...
Dang it's fun! Now I'm making a list of who needs their lawn aerated! :)
Thanks for the laugh and the trip down memory lane!
Hey Rachel! You just let me know the time and place and I'm there! Ha!
ReplyDeleteOh, you have no idea... NO IDEA! This would be a great blog adventure for our chronicles, no? Hey, if Heather hasn't read this... howsabout we go do some yardwork at her place sometime ;) hint hint
ReplyDelete(Sorry Heather, we wouldn't tease ya if we didn't love ya)
Holy smokes - whose blog is this? This is one I should be following, no doubt - time to add to my RSS reader. Just gotta figure out who this friend of Serena's is?
ReplyDeleteSigned,
The Master Forker
OHHH duh ... it's YOUR BLOG, Paige. Nice, I'll definitely have to pay attention to this.
ReplyDeleteBTW - I never TP's Serena's house. I'm trying to remember whose yard we forked, though (Serena was there, I believe) on Graham St ... where the police were called, and the next door neighbor held us at gun point until the police arrived. Luckily, it was Jimmy Joines, who we'd just told in the hardee's parking lot earlier about our mission.
It's amazing to read accounts of my little brother in the olden days. If I'm not mistaken, "the crew" (as they called themselves) INVENTED the art of "forking"!
ReplyDeleteWhat's even better is covering the yard with toilet paper and then forking over the top of it! Hehe...
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