Highjacked: Mischief Night

The night before Halloween is known by various names around the United States and the world. Devil’s Night, Cabbage Night, Gate Night, Trick Night, Mizzy Night, Goosey Night (I love the sound of that!) to name a few, and growing up in Northern New Jersey we called it Mischief Night. The custom is for youngsters, usually teenagers, to play pranks and commit good-natured mischief in the neighborhood. When I was a young teen it was a favorite night for my friends, and the mischief we caused was mostly rained upon ourselves and in a form closer to mayhem than mischief, often resulting in fist fights. Throwing eggs at windows and cars quickly turned into food fights among ourselves. 

Shaving cream on a paper plate was stiff armed into faces with such force bloody noses were oftentimes the result. Flour socks (flour poured into a knotted sock which would leave a white mark upon its target) were packed tight and hurt like hell when someone took a full swing at your back or even worse at your head. Even at that early age I loved smacking a girl’s behind with my flour sock leaving a white mark on blue jean clad cheeks, which I could only hope one day would be replaced by my red hand print on the girl’s bare bottom.

 

My egg throwing days and ringing doorbells then running are behind me, but now I deal with a different sort of mischief. Being on the receiving end of bratty naughtiness by a very special someone in my life and also the cheeky girls on this blog.

So, thankfully my youthful dream did come true and I have replaced my flour sock and left a deeper mark by not only spanking naughty girls but affecting them in the most squirmy of ways. 

 ~Michael