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OT: Happy Mischief Night
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I don't know, growing up in a really bad neighborhood, that night had a very different meaning. It sure as hell wasn't fun and games.
Teens today are too busy on their phones than to actually go outside and have fun
Got that.
We were a bunch of privileged kids who thought it was cool to throw eggs and toilet paper
i did way worse than that dude!!!! lol .. TP and eggs are just icing on the cake
Anything we did that could potentially effect other people was tempered by shear fear of my father.
I grew up in the Dutchess County NY. Mischief night and Halloween were the same night which I thought made more sense. You cause trouble and nobody recognizes you since you are in a costume.
[roll]he'd prolly do more damage to you than you did to someone's property
Called it Goosey Night in Paterson also. My wife grew up in Roseland the called it Mischief Night. They never heard of Goosey Night.
My almost 15yr old daughter and her friends have been toilet papering each others houses for 3 weeks. The boys got her dads house really good two times. ( Even up the electric poles) He made her clean where she could reach both times, which I'm happy about. He wasn't mad at all which I found odd. I would've come out with a bat or eggs the second time I saw them on the camera. Every inch of his property was filled with TP. (I'll try to post picture) They also ring and run and one man got so pissed he got in his car and chased a group of young male teens. I told her l know it's all in fun, but be respectful. Our town is safe, but they're still can be crazies who don't find it funny.
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always called it mischief night (grew up in north brunswick), but have heard goosey night, cabbage night, hell night, all from people who also grew up in NJ.
we had some good times, mostly TP and soap on car windows. One time a cop drove down the street with a back window open and told us to toss everything in the back. The back seat was covered with other kids’ supplies.
another time a neighbor put his cars in his backyard, told us it was because of us.
Another neighbor, we knew they were away so we spent a lot of time covering everything we could we TP. His neighbor was a New Brunswick detective, he walks out of his house stops and laughs and says to us “boy is he going to be pissed”. Good times.
Sadly, not a single bit of mischief around my town these days. Different time and place.
we had some good times, mostly TP and soap on car windows. One time a cop drove down the street with a back window open and told us to toss everything in the back. The back seat was covered with other kids’ supplies.
another time a neighbor put his cars in his backyard, told us it was because of us.
Another neighbor, we knew they were away so we spent a lot of time covering everything we could we TP. His neighbor was a New Brunswick detective, he walks out of his house stops and laughs and says to us “boy is he going to be pissed”. Good times.
Sadly, not a single bit of mischief around my town these days. Different time and place.
Funny memories....or maybe not so. We would soap car windows in Philly and some neighbors would come out to a see a 1/8" thick of the stuff covering their windshield. I would be furious finding that in the AM tomorrow morning......oops sorry
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Towns started getting serious about cracking down on Mischief Night sometime around the mid-80s to mid-90s. Back over 100 years ago, out in Ohio, they were setting fire to entire buildings and factories which prompted the first "crackdown" efforts to curb Mischief Night.
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So a couple of years ago when @MrsScrew and I still owned a full size house we were getting Ring and Runs every couple of days. After a while it started getting annoying but I'm barefoot and in PJs so what am I going to do.
I'll tell you what, I wore street clothes and kept my shoes on for almost a week straight and finally it happened. Another Ring and Run. And the kids got a little complacent having never had me chase them.
I burst out the door and down the driveway. Three boys hiding in the bushes. One yells "Oh ****!" and they all scramble. I choose one and pursue. He make the mistake of running in my neighbors yard and tries to hide in the dark by his patio furniture. I see him, corner him and grab him.
I'm walking him back to my house and telling him we're calling his father and I might just kick both their asses then call the police. LOL - a real hardass.
After scaring the kid a bit I start remembering my childhood and all the same crap we pulled.
I stopped on the sidewalk in front of my house and told the kid. "Let's make a deal, you guys stop ringing my bell and you can go. I used to do the same crap when I was your age. I get it it's fun. But tell you friends so they leave me alone too and I'll forget about all of this." They kid was like "Really? Oh man thanks so much!"
Never had another Ring and Run for the rest of the years we lived there. Kid was a stand up guy.
I'll tell you what, I wore street clothes and kept my shoes on for almost a week straight and finally it happened. Another Ring and Run. And the kids got a little complacent having never had me chase them.
I burst out the door and down the driveway. Three boys hiding in the bushes. One yells "Oh ****!" and they all scramble. I choose one and pursue. He make the mistake of running in my neighbors yard and tries to hide in the dark by his patio furniture. I see him, corner him and grab him.
I'm walking him back to my house and telling him we're calling his father and I might just kick both their asses then call the police. LOL - a real hardass.
After scaring the kid a bit I start remembering my childhood and all the same crap we pulled.
I stopped on the sidewalk in front of my house and told the kid. "Let's make a deal, you guys stop ringing my bell and you can go. I used to do the same crap when I was your age. I get it it's fun. But tell you friends so they leave me alone too and I'll forget about all of this." They kid was like "Really? Oh man thanks so much!"
Never had another Ring and Run for the rest of the years we lived there. Kid was a stand up guy.
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it's a true story. He was so proud of himself that he was able to catch the kid.
Arlo and other outdoor closed circuit camera systems kind of kill the day as well!
A lot of fun memories of mischief night in the late 60s and early 70s in Hackettstown. A few of us did some things now won't even admit to.
lol... no one would do anything like holding @ point.. but a shotgun going off will make the punks run for the hills[roll].. kids down here are VERY well behaved.. mischief night seems to be only a jersey thing
Mt family has a similar story. We were in the living room watching tv on mischief night, probably about 1989, and a rock came through our window. Now, my dad's barefoot in jeans and an undershirt. He shot up like he was expecting it, ran out the door and chased the kid down the street, barefoot. Caught him, physically carried him back to his own house (It was my nextdoor neighbor), walked into the house with him and had it out with the kid and his father. My dad was an MP in his younger days, and I think the old instincts kicked in. It was quite a sight.
Did some serious damage to a house being built next to us on a Mischief Night. Tomatoes thrown in a freshly painted house. Police investigated. I got blamed by my neighbor who was also a participant (and had the key to the house). I threw it back on him. We all were called to the police chief's house later in the week, he mentioned lie detector, and we all sang like canaries. Thought for sure that the builder would make us pay for it, but never did. Learned a very valuable lesson that night. No one even smashes a pumpkin in our town. Zero.
Reminds me of a night we were throwing snowballs at cars from a dirt road in the woods that cut into our development back around 1977. Unfortunately the car we chose was a Jeep. After pelting it he stopped and put the Jeep in reverse. We ran down the dirt road that led into the development and our safety. Unfortunately, this guy plowed right over the snow bank and down the road. As we are running, we knew we are gonna get caught so we dumped behind some trees face down in the snow. The bastard just sat in his heated Jeep for 45 minutes as we froze lying as still as can be in the snow. He eventually left giving a friendly toot of the horn as he drove away.