Spring Break
Mischief night: lock up your pumpkins
Greg Gentile
Issue date: 10/30/09 Section: Editorial/Opinion
10/30/09 - Tonight is the infamous mischief night, when teenagers run tree and college students gather to party.
Mischief night was first brought into the youth of America's vocabulary after we watched four friends from Nickelodeon's Rocket Power tear up their town the night before All Hallows Eve.
When kids hear there is one night where all of the future convicts, book worms, jocks and emo kids convene to bring terror to quaint suburban neighborhood families, only smiles can be seen.
That's what I heard when this revolutionary idea found its way into the bad judgment section of my brain right next to the binge drinking section. It took over.
What can we do? What good pranks can we play? Where should we go? What do we do if the cops arrive? Who is getting the rack and handle of Burnetts Vodka?
It baffles teenagers everywhere why parents and adults do not agree with this marvelous practice or rappel rousing and hooliganism. How can the combinations of dairy products, eggs, shaving cream, toilet paper, the occasional firework, alcohol and the under-developed brain of a teenager go wrong?
There is a usual sequence of events that all participants unknowingly engage in during mischief night, starting with step one: the meeting. This is when a group of scoundrels meet at an undisclosed location to compare the ammunition, which could be snuck out under the watchful eyes of the rents. My friends and I would be more prepared than Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone.
From there we would move to phase two: the location. We would head to a location, never repeating a previously marked spot, and make sure it was a place void of the law enforcement's attention.
Phase three is simple: ATTACK! This is when everyone must attack anything and everything that could be creamed, egged and strung through with toilet paper will be hit.
It may seem like pure chaos and rebellion, but mischief night just goes along with the natural order all kids hold dear to their hearts before they become adults. These are the times during mischief night you remember and never tell your children. These are the times you need to have experienced when you become a pencil-pushing, pocket-protector-wearing, briefcase-carrying, suit-donning,...corporate American stiff.
So this mischief night, recall the times of the past with your high school friends and throw an egg at someone. But remember the code: old people are off limits.
Mischief night was first brought into the youth of America's vocabulary after we watched four friends from Nickelodeon's Rocket Power tear up their town the night before All Hallows Eve.
When kids hear there is one night where all of the future convicts, book worms, jocks and emo kids convene to bring terror to quaint suburban neighborhood families, only smiles can be seen.
That's what I heard when this revolutionary idea found its way into the bad judgment section of my brain right next to the binge drinking section. It took over.
What can we do? What good pranks can we play? Where should we go? What do we do if the cops arrive? Who is getting the rack and handle of Burnetts Vodka?
It baffles teenagers everywhere why parents and adults do not agree with this marvelous practice or rappel rousing and hooliganism. How can the combinations of dairy products, eggs, shaving cream, toilet paper, the occasional firework, alcohol and the under-developed brain of a teenager go wrong?
There is a usual sequence of events that all participants unknowingly engage in during mischief night, starting with step one: the meeting. This is when a group of scoundrels meet at an undisclosed location to compare the ammunition, which could be snuck out under the watchful eyes of the rents. My friends and I would be more prepared than Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone.
From there we would move to phase two: the location. We would head to a location, never repeating a previously marked spot, and make sure it was a place void of the law enforcement's attention.
Phase three is simple: ATTACK! This is when everyone must attack anything and everything that could be creamed, egged and strung through with toilet paper will be hit.
It may seem like pure chaos and rebellion, but mischief night just goes along with the natural order all kids hold dear to their hearts before they become adults. These are the times during mischief night you remember and never tell your children. These are the times you need to have experienced when you become a pencil-pushing, pocket-protector-wearing, briefcase-carrying, suit-donning,...corporate American stiff.
So this mischief night, recall the times of the past with your high school friends and throw an egg at someone. But remember the code: old people are off limits.
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