After posting to Trumpy’s thread about chicken snot a couple times, I remembered something: when I was in elementary school, every day had a different theme.
Monday: Marriage Day. Don’t get caught speaking to or looking at a member of the opposite sex. You’ll be teased mercilessly about marrying them.
Tuesday: Backwards Day. If you say you hate someone, you really love them! Etcetera.
Wednesday: Wedding Day. Same as Monday.
Thursday: ?
And finally, the most dreaded day of all.
Friday: FLIP UP DAY! Girls, don’t wear a skirt or dress because it will be flipped up and everyone will see your underwear.
Did anyone else do this? Or were we especially twisted in late 1970s Virginia?
It is much easier to see ourselves as better than or even worse than, rather than accepting that we simply are. - John “The Penguin” Bingham
The only one I knew was that, if you wore pink and green on a Thursday, it meant that you were what would now be referred to as gay. That’s for guys. I don’t think it mattered for girls.
I never heard any of this before. Guess all the kids at my schools were strange.
A friend of mine knew about this though, but the way she explained it, Friday was “Dress Up” day, not “Flip Up” day. I think “Dress Up” day is a little funnier.