The Naked Run Rule:
"Whenever you get blanked you take the logical naked run path"
Two things:
- Blanked - Shut out in a game, the other person wins and you have earned zero points. Some exceptions are games where you earn points, but they are taken away, for example, Gin Rummy, you can get points but also negative points, this would not constitute being blanked.
- Logical Naked Run Path - This is the route in which you will be running naked. Most of the time it is a set place, for example, if you live at a frat house, the set path from there might be two blocks and back across a neighboring park. The logical comes in when you are at a remote location, where no naked run has previously taken place. It is logical because it makes the most sense and everyone can agree on it. Examples: Around the building, down that street and back that street, etc.
So basically you loose really bad at something, and as a little extra zing, you have to make a shameful run, completely naked.
Notes:
- Illegal
Friday, June 22, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
History of Streaking
(According to Wikipedia.org)
The first recorded incident of streaking by a college student in the United States occurred in 1804 at then Washington College (now Washington and Lee University) when senior George William Crump was arrested for running nude through Lexington, Virginia, where the university is located. Robert E. Lee later sanctioned streaking as a rite of passage for young Washington and Lee gentlemen. Crump was suspended for the academic session, and would later go on to become a U.S. Congressman and Ambassador to Chile.
When and where streaking on campus started is unknown. Streaking seems to have been well-established on some campuses by the mid-1960s. Time magazine in December 1973 called streaking "a growing Los Angeles-area fad" that was "catching on among college students and other groups." A letter writer responded.
(According to streakerama.com)
By March 1974, US university students were tired of phone booth cramming, pole sitting, and goldfish swallowing, as, indeed, were the phone booths, poles and goldfish. In what we in the industry call a bloody great coincidence, around the same time students became excited at the idea of co-educational colleges. So excited, in fact, that they decided to run around naked in public. Naturally, thousands of people saw the sense in this, and followed suit.
The craze spread across the world, and soon began to invade sporting fixtures, where the opportunity for maximum exposure proved too good to resist. In the process, it became a mainstay of popular culture. While the craze peaked in '74, it was never entirely stamped out, and has continued to appear occasionally ever since.
(According to the-declaration.com)
The Greeks were the first to streak. Back before the Olympics could be bribed away to other cities, athletes would display their manliness by racing naked in front of Athenian crowds.
Today, geeks streak the lawn as often as Greeks, and girls joined the game when streaking became popular in the 70s. The goals vary -- relief from tension, initiation into a fraternity, continuance of tradition, shock value -- but the potential results can be as serious as a misdemeanor charge, or even the loss of various bodily appendages to a chain fence.
Streaking first became popular at Florida State University in 1974, and was a nationwide craze in time for winter. Time magazine noted "Streakers generally race nude between two unpredictable points, and the idea is catching on among college students and other groups." The fad signaled a return of peace to the campuses of the nation, but also a decline of student concern for the social problems that had elicited their protests in recent years.
(According to badfads.com)
In the Spring of 1974, on the sunny college campuses of Florida and Southern California, the fad of streaking began. Some did it to cure boredom, while others claimed it was an expression of personal liberation. Whatever the reasoning, streaking became a part of everyday campus life and eventually spread to other public arenas. Some did it as a political protest. One young man darted through the state legislative chamber of Hawaii proclaiming himself, "the Streaker of the House." Another exhibitionist streaked for the impeachment of President Nixon in Washington D.C. Those who did it purely for fun tried more creative methods of streaking. Streakers biked across campus at the University of South Carolina, and at the University of Georgia streakers parachuted out of airplanes.
The first recorded incident of streaking by a college student in the United States occurred in 1804 at then Washington College (now Washington and Lee University) when senior George William Crump was arrested for running nude through Lexington, Virginia, where the university is located. Robert E. Lee later sanctioned streaking as a rite of passage for young Washington and Lee gentlemen. Crump was suspended for the academic session, and would later go on to become a U.S. Congressman and Ambassador to Chile.
When and where streaking on campus started is unknown. Streaking seems to have been well-established on some campuses by the mid-1960s. Time magazine in December 1973 called streaking "a growing Los Angeles-area fad" that was "catching on among college students and other groups." A letter writer responded.
(According to streakerama.com)
By March 1974, US university students were tired of phone booth cramming, pole sitting, and goldfish swallowing, as, indeed, were the phone booths, poles and goldfish. In what we in the industry call a bloody great coincidence, around the same time students became excited at the idea of co-educational colleges. So excited, in fact, that they decided to run around naked in public. Naturally, thousands of people saw the sense in this, and followed suit.
The craze spread across the world, and soon began to invade sporting fixtures, where the opportunity for maximum exposure proved too good to resist. In the process, it became a mainstay of popular culture. While the craze peaked in '74, it was never entirely stamped out, and has continued to appear occasionally ever since.
(According to the-declaration.com)
The Greeks were the first to streak. Back before the Olympics could be bribed away to other cities, athletes would display their manliness by racing naked in front of Athenian crowds.
Today, geeks streak the lawn as often as Greeks, and girls joined the game when streaking became popular in the 70s. The goals vary -- relief from tension, initiation into a fraternity, continuance of tradition, shock value -- but the potential results can be as serious as a misdemeanor charge, or even the loss of various bodily appendages to a chain fence.
Streaking first became popular at Florida State University in 1974, and was a nationwide craze in time for winter. Time magazine noted "Streakers generally race nude between two unpredictable points, and the idea is catching on among college students and other groups." The fad signaled a return of peace to the campuses of the nation, but also a decline of student concern for the social problems that had elicited their protests in recent years.
(According to badfads.com)
In the Spring of 1974, on the sunny college campuses of Florida and Southern California, the fad of streaking began. Some did it to cure boredom, while others claimed it was an expression of personal liberation. Whatever the reasoning, streaking became a part of everyday campus life and eventually spread to other public arenas. Some did it as a political protest. One young man darted through the state legislative chamber of Hawaii proclaiming himself, "the Streaker of the House." Another exhibitionist streaked for the impeachment of President Nixon in Washington D.C. Those who did it purely for fun tried more creative methods of streaking. Streakers biked across campus at the University of South Carolina, and at the University of Georgia streakers parachuted out of airplanes.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Homecoming Streaker Interview
The following is an interview conducted with Matt H, who was one of two men to streak during halftime of the Crete Monee High School homecoming football game in 2002.
Question: What is streaking?
Matt: Plain and simple, running through a public place naked. Usually to shock and/or be funny.
Question: So how did all this come about?
Matt: It was lunch time one day in the week before homecoming, and a bunch of us were sitting around talking about possible senior pranks. We wanted to do something on a large scale but also something that has been played out over the years at the school. I came up with the idea, and volunteered to film it. The two original streakers were supposed to be Jeff P and Chris C. Chris seemed reluctant, but everyone else was pretty amped up.
Question: What came next?
Matt: The next day it started to materialize a bit more, but by that point Chris C had plenty of time to think and backed out. I knew I had to take his place. After that was decided, within the small group of people who knew what was going on, I started making lots and lots of bets. I tried to bet anyone who would take the action.
Question: Betting?
Matt: As you can imagine there was plenty of hate, people thinking we wouldn't go through with it. My first bet was a girl named Mary for $10, once I had money on the line, there was no turning back, I had to do it.
Question: OK, so it's Friday, the day of, paint me a picture.
Matt: More and more people started to know, but the majority was still in the dark. By the time we left school, Jeff P and I were pumped up. We went to our local thrift store to pick up snap pants and trench coats (I still have my trench coat, London Fog). We got back to my place about two hours before game time, I picked up a few things and took off, my parents none the wiser. We ended up at Chris C's house, who lived near the school, this was where we got ready.
Question: What did getting ready consist of?
Matt: Well, we chose Chris C's house so our parents wouldn't know what was going on. Chris' parents, though, were surprisingly excited and supportive about the whole thing. As for our naked bodies we didn't take any special steps to clean up, Jeff P suggested we write "first class" across our butts, (If you are at all familiar with the first class program you will find the humor, basically it is where exemplary students are chosen to be role models and lead by example.) In retrospect it would have been a good touch, but at the time we really didn't want to write on each other's asses. Another quick decision real close to game time was the involvement of socks. It was cold out, so I opted to use a tube sock I had (I used duct tape to keep it on.) Jeff P also wanted to use a sock, but all he could come up with was one of those little ankle high guys, which he was not about. At this point Chris' mom gave Jeff a glow in he dark tuxedo condom, he opted out of that option as well. After taking turns in the bathroom, we were ready to go. I have the sock, with snap pants over it, and a trench coat with an undershirt under. Jeff P had snap pants and a trench coat, both with nothing under it. We both had our wallets so we could get in, but that's it.
Question: So you went to the game, what happened?
Matt: First, Jeff parked his car at heritage park (next to the middle school which was next to the high school) at the end of the escape path, then Chris C and Adam A carted us over to the front gate. When we walked in I was a bit nervous because of our get-ups. That was the main reason I wore the undershirt under the trench coat, I thought two guys who were shirtless under trench coats was a dead giveaway (like the undershirt made any difference). We got in, it was the beginning of the second quarter, as we walked over to the bleachers people stared and whispered amongst themselves. I heard one girl say "so the rumors are true." We walked up around the back to sit in the top left corner of the bleachers, above the band. Every one's eyes lit up, especially when I stripped a little (took off the undershirt).
Question: Its a few minutes to half time, what happened?
Matt: We went down by the gate to get on the field and waited. Soon, all the football players exited right past us to go into the locker room. The assistant coach even jokingly said, "What are you guys streaking or something?" Next the band took the field and we knew our time was coming. Everyone in our little section of the bleachers kept leaning over and telling us to go, but we wanted to wait for the right time. We waited till after the band was walking back and fourth and settled in the middle. We threw on masks we had in our coats, ripped off the snap pants and began to run. Once we got on to the field, we shed our trench coats, threw up our arms, and kept running. I was blown away by the level of screaming and cheering. The 500 people in attendance sounded more like 3k. The next distinct sound was the band screwing up, it could have been from being drowned out by the screaming crowd, but it was more likely because all of them were laughing so hard and a few of them even dropped their instruments.
Question: You are naked, on a football field, in front of tons of people, what are you thinking?
Matt: My first thought was "should I do a cartwheel," I didn't, my second thought was, "writing first class across our asses would have been a fantastic idea," and my final thought was, "there's a fence coming up with spiky things on top that we have to jump I really hope I don't slip." Though I started off ahead of Jeff, he definitely zoomed past me, he hit the fence first and successfully made it over. When I got there I was nervous but I had a lot of adrenaline, I ran up the fence like I was running on flat ground. It was wet, though, so I slipped a little (this was accompanied by a loud "Ohh" from the crowd), but I made it over.
Question: So was that it?
Matt: At the time we thought it was, we were so high on our accomplishment we thought we could do no wrong. We ran towards the forest where there was supposed to be the escape path to the car. We saw a path, but immediately dismissed it as the wrong one, and slowly ran along the forest looking for the right. During all this the crowd is still going nuts, I heard what sounded like "Wooo" but as time went on it became more apparent that the crowd was yelling "Run." We look back and in the distance see a cop with a dog. Still clueless about the path, Jeff P and I take off toward the large opening to the middle school that is connected by a bridge. We are all ready out of breath, but using all we have left to keep moving. At this point we were forced to get away by running along the back of the middle school and hopefully making it to the car.
Question: Cop chase, standard, did you get away?
Matt: After running for a minute or so, we came to a opening behind the school with a little stair case protruding. Without thinking I veered off and dove behind the staircase, Jeff P kept running. Luckily, the cop ended up running past me, the downside was I dove in a huge puddle of mud, and I was still naked. After a couple minutes I crept my head out to look around. All I saw was a light where Jeff P's car was; foolishly I thought "Oh well the cops must have given up, Jeff is probably waiting for me." I climbed out of the mud and began crossing over a large open field. After creeping out about ten yards I came to the realization that the light was a search light from a cop car; I hit the deck just as the light came around. So I am laying in this wide open field, still naked, with no where to go, when I see about fifteen guys spaced out in a line, combing the area. From a loudspeaker I here, "Matt ______, come out, we know it was you." I stood up and threw my hands in the air, I knew I was caught.
Question: Busted, that must of been horrible, what happened?
Matt: It actually wasn't that bad, I usually do not like law enforcement (mainly because they are bullies, not people who want to help, I digress) but these cops were really nice and I was just so excited about what I had just done, nothing could get me down. Jeff P was already clothed, cuffed and in the car. I was being cuffed, still naked, which the cops got a kick out of, they all kept joking, "he's not getting in my car." Once I was in a car I kept shifting from side to side on the leather, with the sound of velcro being undone coming from under me, I asked them to turn the heat down. The cop just shook his head and then asked if I had any drugs on me (dead serious), I made some crack and he went back to his paperwork.
Question: So then you got carted off to the station?
Matt: Actually first we were brought into the school parking lot so the principal, lets call him Smellrod, could identify us. This was great because we were positioned in such a way that a single beam of light was coming from the field, through two buildings, and into the car window to create a perfect spotlight on my crotch.
Question: Ok, well once you got to the station what was the worst part?
Matt: Easily ripping the duct tape off, which burned, a lot.
Question: Was it scary being in jail?
Matt: I wouldn't even call it jail; Jeff P, the officer, and I just sat around the holding area, shooting the shit and making phone calls. I found out that the one phone call is a myth, I made several. I was seventeen at this point so it meant that I didn't have to be picked up by a family member, but I had to let one know I was in jail. I called everyone I could, and nothing, finally the officer just said, "you can go, we know who you are." We posted bail and got out of there.
Question: What was the aftermath like?
Matt: My parents felt like they should be mad, and were, but after a while it became an story at parties for them. Smellrod wanted to expel us but the punishment ended up only being a 5-day vacation from school. Normally when you get into trouble you go to class and they call you down, well for us this didn't happen, they were waiting for us as soon as we came in. When our day in court came our judge was real hippy-ish and just laughed. She handed us 25 hours community service, there were costs too (bail, court costs, etc) but I had made more off bets then all that.
Question: If you did it again would you change anything?
Matt: Well I would probably scout the escape route better, a larger group of streakers would have been nice, get some women in there.
Question: What is streaking?
Matt: Plain and simple, running through a public place naked. Usually to shock and/or be funny.
Question: So how did all this come about?
Matt: It was lunch time one day in the week before homecoming, and a bunch of us were sitting around talking about possible senior pranks. We wanted to do something on a large scale but also something that has been played out over the years at the school. I came up with the idea, and volunteered to film it. The two original streakers were supposed to be Jeff P and Chris C. Chris seemed reluctant, but everyone else was pretty amped up.
Question: What came next?
Matt: The next day it started to materialize a bit more, but by that point Chris C had plenty of time to think and backed out. I knew I had to take his place. After that was decided, within the small group of people who knew what was going on, I started making lots and lots of bets. I tried to bet anyone who would take the action.
Question: Betting?
Matt: As you can imagine there was plenty of hate, people thinking we wouldn't go through with it. My first bet was a girl named Mary for $10, once I had money on the line, there was no turning back, I had to do it.
Question: OK, so it's Friday, the day of, paint me a picture.
Matt: More and more people started to know, but the majority was still in the dark. By the time we left school, Jeff P and I were pumped up. We went to our local thrift store to pick up snap pants and trench coats (I still have my trench coat, London Fog). We got back to my place about two hours before game time, I picked up a few things and took off, my parents none the wiser. We ended up at Chris C's house, who lived near the school, this was where we got ready.
Question: What did getting ready consist of?
Matt: Well, we chose Chris C's house so our parents wouldn't know what was going on. Chris' parents, though, were surprisingly excited and supportive about the whole thing. As for our naked bodies we didn't take any special steps to clean up, Jeff P suggested we write "first class" across our butts, (If you are at all familiar with the first class program you will find the humor, basically it is where exemplary students are chosen to be role models and lead by example.) In retrospect it would have been a good touch, but at the time we really didn't want to write on each other's asses. Another quick decision real close to game time was the involvement of socks. It was cold out, so I opted to use a tube sock I had (I used duct tape to keep it on.) Jeff P also wanted to use a sock, but all he could come up with was one of those little ankle high guys, which he was not about. At this point Chris' mom gave Jeff a glow in he dark tuxedo condom, he opted out of that option as well. After taking turns in the bathroom, we were ready to go. I have the sock, with snap pants over it, and a trench coat with an undershirt under. Jeff P had snap pants and a trench coat, both with nothing under it. We both had our wallets so we could get in, but that's it.
Question: So you went to the game, what happened?
Matt: First, Jeff parked his car at heritage park (next to the middle school which was next to the high school) at the end of the escape path, then Chris C and Adam A carted us over to the front gate. When we walked in I was a bit nervous because of our get-ups. That was the main reason I wore the undershirt under the trench coat, I thought two guys who were shirtless under trench coats was a dead giveaway (like the undershirt made any difference). We got in, it was the beginning of the second quarter, as we walked over to the bleachers people stared and whispered amongst themselves. I heard one girl say "so the rumors are true." We walked up around the back to sit in the top left corner of the bleachers, above the band. Every one's eyes lit up, especially when I stripped a little (took off the undershirt).
Question: Its a few minutes to half time, what happened?
Matt: We went down by the gate to get on the field and waited. Soon, all the football players exited right past us to go into the locker room. The assistant coach even jokingly said, "What are you guys streaking or something?" Next the band took the field and we knew our time was coming. Everyone in our little section of the bleachers kept leaning over and telling us to go, but we wanted to wait for the right time. We waited till after the band was walking back and fourth and settled in the middle. We threw on masks we had in our coats, ripped off the snap pants and began to run. Once we got on to the field, we shed our trench coats, threw up our arms, and kept running. I was blown away by the level of screaming and cheering. The 500 people in attendance sounded more like 3k. The next distinct sound was the band screwing up, it could have been from being drowned out by the screaming crowd, but it was more likely because all of them were laughing so hard and a few of them even dropped their instruments.
Question: You are naked, on a football field, in front of tons of people, what are you thinking?
Matt: My first thought was "should I do a cartwheel," I didn't, my second thought was, "writing first class across our asses would have been a fantastic idea," and my final thought was, "there's a fence coming up with spiky things on top that we have to jump I really hope I don't slip." Though I started off ahead of Jeff, he definitely zoomed past me, he hit the fence first and successfully made it over. When I got there I was nervous but I had a lot of adrenaline, I ran up the fence like I was running on flat ground. It was wet, though, so I slipped a little (this was accompanied by a loud "Ohh" from the crowd), but I made it over.
Question: So was that it?
Matt: At the time we thought it was, we were so high on our accomplishment we thought we could do no wrong. We ran towards the forest where there was supposed to be the escape path to the car. We saw a path, but immediately dismissed it as the wrong one, and slowly ran along the forest looking for the right. During all this the crowd is still going nuts, I heard what sounded like "Wooo" but as time went on it became more apparent that the crowd was yelling "Run." We look back and in the distance see a cop with a dog. Still clueless about the path, Jeff P and I take off toward the large opening to the middle school that is connected by a bridge. We are all ready out of breath, but using all we have left to keep moving. At this point we were forced to get away by running along the back of the middle school and hopefully making it to the car.
Question: Cop chase, standard, did you get away?
Matt: After running for a minute or so, we came to a opening behind the school with a little stair case protruding. Without thinking I veered off and dove behind the staircase, Jeff P kept running. Luckily, the cop ended up running past me, the downside was I dove in a huge puddle of mud, and I was still naked. After a couple minutes I crept my head out to look around. All I saw was a light where Jeff P's car was; foolishly I thought "Oh well the cops must have given up, Jeff is probably waiting for me." I climbed out of the mud and began crossing over a large open field. After creeping out about ten yards I came to the realization that the light was a search light from a cop car; I hit the deck just as the light came around. So I am laying in this wide open field, still naked, with no where to go, when I see about fifteen guys spaced out in a line, combing the area. From a loudspeaker I here, "Matt ______, come out, we know it was you." I stood up and threw my hands in the air, I knew I was caught.
Question: Busted, that must of been horrible, what happened?
Matt: It actually wasn't that bad, I usually do not like law enforcement (mainly because they are bullies, not people who want to help, I digress) but these cops were really nice and I was just so excited about what I had just done, nothing could get me down. Jeff P was already clothed, cuffed and in the car. I was being cuffed, still naked, which the cops got a kick out of, they all kept joking, "he's not getting in my car." Once I was in a car I kept shifting from side to side on the leather, with the sound of velcro being undone coming from under me, I asked them to turn the heat down. The cop just shook his head and then asked if I had any drugs on me (dead serious), I made some crack and he went back to his paperwork.
Question: So then you got carted off to the station?
Matt: Actually first we were brought into the school parking lot so the principal, lets call him Smellrod, could identify us. This was great because we were positioned in such a way that a single beam of light was coming from the field, through two buildings, and into the car window to create a perfect spotlight on my crotch.
Question: Ok, well once you got to the station what was the worst part?
Matt: Easily ripping the duct tape off, which burned, a lot.
Question: Was it scary being in jail?
Matt: I wouldn't even call it jail; Jeff P, the officer, and I just sat around the holding area, shooting the shit and making phone calls. I found out that the one phone call is a myth, I made several. I was seventeen at this point so it meant that I didn't have to be picked up by a family member, but I had to let one know I was in jail. I called everyone I could, and nothing, finally the officer just said, "you can go, we know who you are." We posted bail and got out of there.
Question: What was the aftermath like?
Matt: My parents felt like they should be mad, and were, but after a while it became an story at parties for them. Smellrod wanted to expel us but the punishment ended up only being a 5-day vacation from school. Normally when you get into trouble you go to class and they call you down, well for us this didn't happen, they were waiting for us as soon as we came in. When our day in court came our judge was real hippy-ish and just laughed. She handed us 25 hours community service, there were costs too (bail, court costs, etc) but I had made more off bets then all that.
Question: If you did it again would you change anything?
Matt: Well I would probably scout the escape route better, a larger group of streakers would have been nice, get some women in there.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)