Hey! Hey! Hey!

I don’t know if you’d call it a “game” or a “joke” or just “something we did,” but when we were ten years old it was one way we’d pass the time.

First you get someone’s undivided attention and get them to ask, “What?”  You could do it either by catching them off-guard or with persistence:

“Hey Tim!”

“What?”

or,

“Tim! Tim! Tim! Tim! Hey Tim! Tim!

“What!?”

Then you’d answer, in the lowest, most grown-up voice your ten-year-old Adam’s apple could muster:

“You ugly.”

Then everyone would laugh until their sides hurt, because the fifth-grade is a time when life is simple and laughter comes easily.