Contribution: Tricks, Tips, and Flops

Contributed by: “Axila”

Most of you are probably here for the same reason I am, and I’m going to take an educated guess that you’ve been in a situation where you’ve met a girl who made you think to yourself: “Damn, she’s absolutely adorable and I need to find a way to get her shoe separated from her foot.”

In high school this can pretty common, it can range from fellow students or even a teacher. Here are few tips and tricks that I’ve used in the past with much success but also a few warnings. The way you get her shoe off can either be made look like an accident or a prank if she’s comfortable around you.

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A Social Experiment

During one of my college classes, we sat in an auditorium where the rows of seating ascended the further you were from the professor. Being the terrible student I was, I would usually be sitting in the back with my group of friends since nothing really mattered in that class anyway.

On this occasion, one of my friends, Stephanie, decided to sit in on the lecture. She had a spare period and since she knew most of my friends (and the fact that we would goof off in class), she figured it would be a good way to kill time.

It was a warm autumn day, and surprisingly, it wasn’t raining, windy, or anything, just unseasonable warmth. Stephanie was wearing black boots with tight black jeans (tucked into her boots) and a fancy autumn jacket.

My friends and I occupied the last two rows on the far left side of the auditorium. I sat in the back row and since Stephanie knew me the best, she sat next to me. The rest of the group sat around us, or directly in front of us. And, as per usual, as the lecture wore on, we started finding ways to kill time. Our go-to was usually to play snake on our cell phones (remember that?) except with the layout of the auditorium, we weren’t able to connect via infrared for a multiplayer game.

It was at this point that Stephanie grew tired of our antics and I saw a golden opportunity. Continue reading “A Social Experiment”

Gym Punishment

There was a girl named Kayla in my high school gym class. She was part of another clique, so I never really talked to her much. However, there was always one thing about her that stuck out and that was she was always late for gym class. It was always the first class of our day, and either she always slept in or just didn’t care enough to show up on time.

By the time our teacher was ready to take attendance, Kayla and sometimes with her two girlfriends, would be running to the line-up for attendance. Sometimes Kayla would be running in just her socks as she carried her shoes in her hand, untied. The soft padding of her socked feet on the ground was very distinct. Best of all, if Kayla ran fast enough, she would perform a small slide as she slid into position.

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The Lost Bet

Sometimes people bring the worst upon themselves. In high school, my close group of friends would seemingly hang out every weekend. On this day, however, one of the girls made a terrible decision. Her name was Kathy. She was probably the most tomboyish out of the group of girls we hung out with. Let me clarify that a little – she had the most boyish personality out of the girls. For example, she loved video games, cars, and sports (namely hockey). However, she was still one of the girls in that she dressed fashionably well and worked part-time at one of the popular clothing chains.

We were hanging out at one of the guys’ houses and he dusted off his old Super Nintendo. Kathy immediately grabbed the copy of Super Mario Kart and challenged anyone to play. To her credit, Kathy was incredibly good. We played battle mode mostly, and she was virtually unbeatable.

Kathy started a personal rivalry with one of the guys who was able to stop her reign of terror – we’ll call him Steve. We played with rules that the loser of each round would have to rotate out so the next time Kathy and Steve got to play, the stakes were raised.

First time around, the loser would have to pay for the next time we went out for dinner. Then, it became the loser would have to do the other’s homework. It got to the point that Steve proposed the loser go streaking at school. Kathy obviously turned that down.

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Contribution: Teenagers Have Fun

Contributed by: “Mark”

I was shopping at the mall when my attention shifted to a group of teenagers being exceptionally rowdy. There was a group of 6 of them, 5 boys and 1 girl. The girl seemed to be tagging along with the rowdy boys as they made their way through the mall, laughing at an obnoxiously high volume.

They were all dressed in skater style clothing. Jeans that didn’t seem to fit, skate shoes, and t-shirts with ironic band names or unbuttoned flannel shirts. The girl had a pair of black Vans, the type that are popular again today.

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Truth or Dare

Sometimes you get that premonition that something could happen. My premonitions almost always came at the expense of one of my friends experience shoe loss. It’s not much of a talent, but sometimes I could see the scenario playing out long before it actually happened.

On this occasion, a group of us were hanging out at the mall. There was one girl and about five guys (including myself). The girl, we’ll name her Lisa, had a crush on one of us. I wasn’t sure which one of us it was though. Lisa had a plan, but I don’t think she thought it out thoroughly.

Lisa started a game of Truth or Dare. The problem was, Lisa didn’t think we would all gang up on her.

“I’ll start,” Lisa said, “and then whoever I ask gets to choose next.”

The guys groaned but since we were just loitering on the streets, wandering as we looked for the next things to do, we begrudgingly accepted.

“Truth or dare?” Lisa asked one of the guys.

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Another Movie Date

Jenny and I were movie buddies throughout our college years. We would watch all the big blockbusters together and whenever there was some indie film on that she was interested in, you better believe that I would be there.

Jenny had this habit of removing her shoes when she was in the movie theater. She would sit cross-legged most of the time, but if the theater was empty, she would extend her legs and rest them on the seat in front.

This routine never really caused any issues, except for one time. That one time was when Jenny was wearing a pair of Havaiana flip fops and sweat pants. It was early in the summer and the first major box office movie was released. Jenny and I decided to catch one of the first showings and the entire theater was packed.

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