| Report for AnneMarie Pattenden | |
|---|---|
| Pending stories | 7 |
| Summary | Shows promise |
Fatty and Skinny went to the shop
Fatty let off and Skinny went "pop!"
Fatty and Skinny went to the zoo
Fatty let off and Skinny went "Pooh!"
Just to be that little bit more annoying, one can use the North Eastern version: "I know you are, you said you are, so what am I?"
Another variation of this is Raps, in which your opponent\'s knuckles are rapped with the edge of a whole pack of cards until they bleed.
When I say \"opponent\", I mean some weedy kid you\'ve decided to pin by the wrist to the nearest table edge whilst you dole out their \"punishment\".
See also: Chicken Scratch.
When I say \"opponent\", I mean some weedy kid you\'ve decided to pin by the wrist to the nearest table edge whilst you dole out their \"punishment\".
See also: Chicken Scratch.
I\'m Popeye the sailor-man
I live in a caravan
I went to the pictures
And down came my britches
I\'m Popeye the sailor-man!
Sadly my dad never revealed what happened next.
I live in a caravan
I went to the pictures
And down came my britches
I\'m Popeye the sailor-man!
Sadly my dad never revealed what happened next.
Some of the more imaginative pupils used this to great effect in our French textbooks, with a stick man accompanying each instruction. Sometimes he was inserted into the cartoon illustrations in a series of compromising positions.
Maths textbooks were more boring, and therefore the instructions usually culminated in a more prosaic \"Your [sic] gay\" or \"You heart Watters\" (notorious little minger from our year).
Maths textbooks were more boring, and therefore the instructions usually culminated in a more prosaic \"Your [sic] gay\" or \"You heart Watters\" (notorious little minger from our year).
Our Farter, who farts in heaven...
Melanie Bogle (Smellanie Bogie, of course) and I didn't get any further than that. Our subsequent attempts to muffle our laughter resulted in loud snorting noises, which promptly denounced us to the fearsome Mrs. Tuck.
We took this game more literally at our school. Kiss and Cuddle were self-explanatory, and Torture was a good kicking in the shins. Torture was infinitely preferable to kissing or cudding smelly Kevin Porter.