As we were driving home this evening, I mentioned to my kids about a Looney Tune from back in the day of that little school kid who sits staring out the window daydreaming during school. We have a bunch of DVDs of Bugs Bunny and the Looney Tunes, but that one isn't on them. When I was young, at 3 pm every day we would watch Bugs & Looney Tunes. Man, they were classic. But, due to the Steinway grand piano that took up our living room, we were the only people I know that had their tv in the kitchen! We had this old light gray vinal couch that the longer you sat on it the more you would slide to the floor. Well, unless it was summer, then you'd just stick to it. We would have kids from all over the neighborhood watching Bugs Bunny at our house, in the kitchen! How I miss those days.
That and playing Ding Dong Ditch. Whenever we all gathered outside in the evening it was always an option. We had two neighbors that when it was suggested to do it to them, there would be a pause, then murmuring and usually a different name would be presented. Well, one night the Jensen's name was thrown out to the usual murmurings, but they had a sign next to their doorbell requesting it not being rung because of the sleeping baby. Well, the gauntlet had been thrown down and we decided to do it. You have to know, we had a ton of kids on our street, so everyone had to find a place to hide and keep still. My brother Carl and I were hiding underneath a bush across the street from Jensen's place. I believe my oldest brother David and probably Chris Nordstrom rang the bell and took off. Jensen came out of his house, extremely TOed. He walked around for a while, not seeing anyone. Carl started to get restless, then, like the quail or whatever bird it was on Bambi that couldn't stand waiting anymore and took off (and was shot and killed) Carl takes off running! Jensen takes off after him. Carl ran into someones back yard. Jensen ran after him. Carl jumped the fence into the next yard. Jensen jumps it, too. Carl jumped fences for the next 5 or 6 houses. Jensen managed for a while, but his gut and general out-of-shapeness prevented him from being able to keep up. Carl slid out the LaHerran's back yard and we managed to all meet up again, terrified of such a horrific, yet exhillerating event. Ah, good times.
Until one night during Christmas break. The Jensen's still had their pumpkins out on their porch! We snuck up to their door and snagged them and started kicking them around. The Jensen's had a pool in their backyard. My brother David thought it would be funny to chuck a part of the pumpkin overthe roof and hear it splash in the pool. Well, he launches a big piece of pumkin only to see it split in half- one piece continuing up, the other right through their bedroom window! We scattered like cockroaches when the lights are turned on. Funny thing is that Jensen walked straight to our house. Huh? Who us?
Busted. It was good for us.
2 comments:
LOL, shame on you guys for waking a sleeping baby. LOL, you were a naughty kid. That is so funny to me. That makes sense now of what Brandon said the other night. The kids wanted to door bell ditch on there late night. I told them that my rule was that if they were going to, they had to leave something of kindness behind. They didn't want to do that, so Brandon Hatch says, "We could door bell ditch the bishop, he just laughs when he opens the door, he doesn't care". I thought he was full of it, but now I'm beginning to understand why.
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