Ever leave a piece of underclothing as a Flag or Marker at Lovers Lane (high school)?

In My Humble Opinion
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I curious if this old tradition has survived the passage of time.

Back in my High School Days and even further back it wasn’t uncommon to see a pair of a bra or pair of panties hanging from trees around lovers lane. Panties were often left after a girl lost her cherry. Bras? Never really knew why. But I saw a few proudly waving from tree branches. :smiley:

Oddly enough, I never saw any boxer shorts on tree limbs. :wink: I guess this was a sexist tradition.

You heard of this before or <cough> participated? :stuck_out_tongue:

2

Nope.

But there was a bar outside Anchorage where many people left their undergarments on display. Hundreds of them. Place burned down, I hear.

3

We never had a lover’s lane. It was something we saw only in movies set in the '50s.

4

You never made out in a car with a high school date?

If you did, then you had to park somewhere secluded. :smiley:

5

That doesn’t contradict my statement. There was nothing called “lover’s lane” and there was no specific spot identified by students in general as the place to go for that reason.

6

My ex-GF and I used to leave her panties on the backseats of some NYC cabs sometimes.

There’s a ski mountain in PA where my wife and I go with our kids every winter, and one of the chairlifts goes by a tree covered in hundreds of bras. My wife is willing to toss hers up there but we’re never there without our kids in the chair with us, and that would just be all sorts of wrong.

7

I hope you tipped the driver *really *well.

8

What do you mean? That was the tip.

9

I’ve also seen “bra trees” when going up on a ski resort chair lift. I voted yes, although it probably doesn’t have anything to do with a Lover’s Lane per se.

10

You got to this before I did, but yeah, pretty much what I was going to say.

11

I think you’re referring to the ‘Birdhouse’ in Girdwood - possibly a top ten bar in the world, may it rest in peace.

12

I heard that it was a shorts, brief fire, not very long at all…

13

no, and no.

14

I think our hometown is too “suburbanized” for us to have actually had a true “lovers lane.” I don’t know of any place other couples went to. We used cul-de-sacs that hadn’t been built up yet.

One time, near dusk, as we were getting busy, a family of picnickers parked only a few hundred yards away. When we heard the little kids shouting about eating their meal, we figured we ought to drive away and resume our activities elsewhere :wink:

A few months later, a random cop drove up on us one afternoon; scared the crap out of us. I’ve never seen him get his seat belt on so fast again.

“What are you two doing?”

“Uh…just…driving around…”

Thank God no clothes were off at that point, hah. Unfortunately, that was the end of our cul-de-sac adventures. We still drive to them occasionally, just to see if they’ve been built up–and I’m almost sure all of them have. Too bad there aren’t many secluded places left; I miss those days. Stupid bored cop.

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I believe I’ll get into this soon-to-be-very-long line.