{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "Childhood Minigames", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/154794710408/", "html": "<p>When someone had to be picked from a group of boys, or alternately someone farted, everyone would have to put their forefinger to their nose and the last one to do it (often because they hadn\u2019t recognized the minigame was active) was assigned responsibility</p><p>variants where there were further cycles of putting your thumb to your nose, and then sticking your other fingers up like rhinomoose antlers</p><p>whenever we\u2019d see the number \u201c55\u2033 we\u2019d sing the rhyme</p><blockquote><p><i>there was a man<br/>he was alive<br/>he looked across the street<br/>and he saw 55<br/>::silly questioning voice:: fifty-fuyve?<br/>::silly insistent voice:: fifty-fuyve!</i></p></blockquote><p>(cf. modern \u201c69\u2033/\u201dnice\u201d)</p><p>\u201cMr. President\u201d, where like the first one we\u2019d put fingers up to our ears, like we were Secret Service agents with earbuds, and then when the last one of us hadn\u2019t noticed someone would say \u201cMr. President, get down!\u201d and we\u2019d all tackle him<br/></p>"}