Common grade-school activity in American physical education classes (in between the dodgeball and games of “red light, green light”). Get an old canopy-style parachute silk from an army surplus store. The kids all grab a piece of the edge and whip the center up in the air. They then all get under the chute and pin the edges down. The chute retains air for a long time (the point of a parachute), and thus there’s 2-3 minutes where the kids are in some freeky alternate world where vision is limited and various games involving running around and accidentally colliding can occur. Yet another way that phy ed very rarely means “getting exercise” but very often means “being distracted and getting blunt trauma.”
no in my childhood we played real games, games that could inflict serious bodily injury. like doge ball, red rover, buck buck, and one we invented ourselves called ball tag. It’s like freeze tag except when you get caught you can’t move and you get punched in the dick.
What happens in the parachute stays in the parachute.
But seriously, what is this?
you had no childhood is what it is
I definitely had a childhood jackass, and I don’t know what this is either. God you’re fucking annoying.
Common grade-school activity in American physical education classes (in between the dodgeball and games of “red light, green light”). Get an old canopy-style parachute silk from an army surplus store. The kids all grab a piece of the edge and whip the center up in the air. They then all get under the chute and pin the edges down. The chute retains air for a long time (the point of a parachute), and thus there’s 2-3 minutes where the kids are in some freeky alternate world where vision is limited and various games involving running around and accidentally colliding can occur. Yet another way that phy ed very rarely means “getting exercise” but very often means “being distracted and getting blunt trauma.”
The comma should go before jackass, retard.
You had a childhood but much like your adulthood it was probably pretty fucking lame hence a very common game is alien to you.
Either that or you just blocked it all out because of an experience. Did someone play with your chute while in the chute? Think back…
“You had a childhood but much like your adulthood it was probably pretty fucking lame hence a very common game is alien to you.”
The above sentence needs more punctuation, The comma jackass.
Just in case anyone doubted that you’re a total retard?
Learn to comma, AIDS carrying faggot.
Please die.
no in my childhood we played real games, games that could inflict serious bodily injury. like doge ball, red rover, buck buck, and one we invented ourselves called ball tag. It’s like freeze tag except when you get caught you can’t move and you get punched in the dick.
Everyone played those games (although buck buck has a different name in every state).
What’s “buck buck?” Or, rather, what did they call it in Texas? O.o I am intrigued…
Actually, just Googled it. I have now renamed it “Ten Goddamn People Attempt To Play Leapfrog With Ten Goddamn People To See Whose Shins Break First.”
Ogie: “ball tag” was probably more than a game for at least one of you.
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“the parachute game”
Also known as Extreme Dutch Oven.