As a kid I remember playing games like ghosts in the graveyard among others. What I don't understand is where a game like "Hot Piece of Butter" originates from. My friend Owen lived next door to brothers Marc and Mike. Their parents were really interesting. I believe their dad was Jamaican. He always had jazz music playing on his turntable when we were over. For a short time their grandmother lived with them and was either suffering from senile dementia or advanced alzheimers. She would peer out the window of their house while Owen and I would shoot hoop. She scared the living sh*t out of us. Crazy, crazy talk.
Anyways, Marc and Mike introduced Owen and I to a game they played in their unfinished basement. I have no clue if this made up game was a form of punishment from their father or if they were just sadists. They hung a leather weightlifting belt from a nail on the wall. Everyone was supposed to go hide while the sadist grabs the belt and proclaims "Hot Piece of Butter, Come and Get Your Supper!" What happened next is a little unclear. I can't recall if we had a safe area to reach or not, but basically the person wielding the leather belt tried to whip you with it.
As I type this I can hear Owen laughing. I challenge ANYONE to tell me of a more deranged game!
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Holy crap. First of all, how did i never hear that story, and secondly, I looked it up. It is "hot Peas and butter" not piece of butter. Fairly disturbing origins.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hot+peas+and+butter
Just have to add that this is pretty disturbing and that I am impressed you came out of the gate swinging.
Course, Karen N and I tied up lil david J in her basement and left him there while we went home for dinner. Forgot about him, too, til his mom started calling around after dark looking for him. . . .
Wow! Good work Sherlock! Still wonder what Owen's recollection is. Peas and Butter or Piece of Butter? From the looks of things, this is a cultural game?
We used to prank call Mrs. J. Once called and repeatedly asked for "uh". She yelled at me asking if I had a speech impediment!
Tears, wiping tears from my eyes from laughing so hard. This is going to make me giggle all day. Though, while reading I figured the direction this tale was going was that you guys, being boys afterall, were going to hang the caught person up on hook by the belt.
i know this is the truth because you just can't make this stuff up. (also because anne the internet guru looked it up). good post, jason. keep em comin.
Thanks Nat and Camille for checking me out!
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