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'You were drunk again last night weren't you?

Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy.
He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary.
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step.

As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump.
A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.
Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants,

and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding.
He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids.

He began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.

In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt

and Mary staring at him from across the room.
She said, 'You were drunk again last night weren't you?'
Flynn said, 'Why you say such a mean thing?'
'Well,' Mary said, 'it could be the open front door,

it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs,

it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house,

it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....
it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror.

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Pin the tail on the donkey. Thanks for reminding me. Have not played that game for years. What's another one? Oh yeah! The sack race. Basically they are hessian sacks . You have both legs in a sack. Then it is a jumping race, against other people. Juniors seem quite adept at it, but adults can be clumsy at this.

:topic: Sorry to go off topic, but your ' pin the tail ' brought distant memories back. I would have been seven years old, during 1960 and the memories have become a bit vague. These activities ,were in vogue during my primary school years . Skipping ropes, hoops and hopscotch were enjoyed by girls. Us boys did not join in their games, because it was regarded as not tough enough.

For the lads we participated in : marble competitions ( this required agility with thumb and finger). Water pistol fights, during recess breaks. The objective being to soak the opponents shirt. :lol: YO-YO tricks. Walk the dog and back hand spins. Target practice with shang eyes. These shang eye devices were home made. Basically it is a shaped piece of heavy guage wire, and between you secure a strong rubber band. On the centre of rubber a tiny piece of leather is fixed.

Hold the wire in one hand. Position a small piece of gravel, with spare hand on the leather pad. Stretch the rubber band and aim. With practice the results were quite effective. For target practice we aimed at, street lights plus crows and sparrows. :taz: :shock: Unfortunately maybe about two windows got smashed at school. :bang: :spank: :worry: With school property being damaged ,these shang eyes were confiscated. These home made slings were quite dangerous.

One of our mates suffered an injury. Fortunately it was not serious. This hobby only lasted a few months. Some of the parents must have freaked right out. Because of this development, we had quite a scare and became genuinely concerned. So henceforth this game was felt as being too dangerous, and we gave up the sling shot (shang eye) game quick smart. :roll: :whistle:

Even though we might have been little horrors, no one went out of their way to be cruel or spiteful. I remember one year there was marching practice. They taught us how to march in formation. There was marching band music on the school P.A. system. Boys and girls had to participate. The school organised a day for our parents. The objective being that our parents, were invited to watch this function. Can definitely recall being acutely embarrassed. :blush: :confused:

For some reason, the girls seemed to be coping rather well. Do not know why, but for a considerable amount of boys we found it to be a struggle. It was rather stressfull on the lads, which included myself. All the parents thought it quite a blast. When the marching procession finished, we had to do a very simple waltz.

This was also viewed by the parents. Never understood this event, because it was not classed as one of our academic subjects. Marching? Dancing the waltz ? Us boys sort of coped with marching. But when we had to dance the waltz, with opposite gender that became a struggle. The teacher mentioned " Everyone choose a partner please! " OH NO! I tried to hide, but was not quick enough. One of the young vixens caught up with me. Her comment was sort of like " May i have this dance with you please? " I am not a cold hearted person, and mustered enough courage to dance with young lass. AAAAW!

Actually i felt compassion. Some of of the guys and gals regarded her, as being a tad awkward and gangly. They would tease me ,for showing support to the miss. She would at random moments, single me out to have a chat with.
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