Ralphie: Oooh fuuudge! Ralphie as Adult: Only I didn't say "Fudge." I said THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words, the "F-dash-dash-dash" word! Mr. Parker: What did you say? Ralphie: Uh, um... Mr. Parker: That's... what I thought you said. Get in the car. Go on! Ralphie as Adult: It was all over -- I was dead. What would it be? The guillotine? Hanging? The chair? The rack? The Chinese water torture? Hmmph. Mere child's play compared to what surely awaited me. Gawd, I love that movie! I was just like him when I was a kid with a Walter Mittyesque imagination. His dad was hilarious and reminds me of my old man...... Ralphie: In the heat of battle my father wove a tapestry of obscenities that as far as we know is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan. Ralphie as Adult: I have since heard of people under extreme duress speaking in strange tongues. I became conscious that a steady torrent of obscenities and swearing of all kinds was pouring out of me as I screamed.
Each year, my wife's family and I re-gift two presents: a melon baller a sombrero chip/dip tray These two presents are re-gifted each year from person to person. We also have a long history of gag gifts, the stories of which are too extensive to list in this short post. Best part of A Christmas Story: After Ralphie uses the f-word, says he heard it from Flick, and his mom calls Flick's mom. Over the phone you can hear the sound of Flick getting beaten as he screams, "What'd I do?!?!? What'd I do?!?!?" must.... stop..... laughing -- droxford
Survey says?????????????????????????????? XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Flick is the kid who got his tongue stuck to the telephone pole. Scut Farkus was the bully with yellow eyes. His companion/toadie was Grover Dill. But you're right, Schwartz got his ass beat due to Ralphie's betrayal.
subtmoic with the trifecta - well done poor Schwartz. I can't even think about that scene without chuckling. -- droxford
I own Wanda Hickey's Golden Night of Memories and A Fistful of Fig Newtons. Very few people my age (late 20s) know Jean Shepherd better than I.
