Bring Back Mumblety Peg!!
 

Can anyone imagine today's kids playing this game? Brings back fond memories of Lawn Darts!!

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Mumblety peg is generally played between two people with the aid of a pocket knife. In one version of the game, two opponents stand opposite one another with their feet shoulder-width apart. The first player then takes the knife and throws it to "stick" in the ground as near his own foot as possible. The second player then repeats the process. Whichever player "sticks" the knife closest to his own foot wins the game.

If a player "sticks" the knife in his own foot, he wins the game by default, although few players find this option appealing because of the possibility of bodily harm. The game combines not only precision in the knife-throwing, but also a good deal of bravado and proper assessment of one's own skills.

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I've got a knife..... Lets go!

My kids play a game with regular darts that I passed on from my youth. Lay on your backs, about thirty feet apart. Take turns lobbing darts at each other. Simple rules, simple game. Oh, and no crying.

I have a scar on my left big toe from mumblety peg in eighth grade.

We uswed to play a different game that we called "Mumbelty Peg". It was kind of like H O R S E in basketball, where one player would toss his knife from some weird or difficult position, then the other had to do the same. Any body else remember this version??

I played the first version, fun and exciting. Never really got hurt.

We used to play all the time. We ruined a floor at a house that way.

First....I have all my toes, second, fun game. Have you tried playing "war" with staple guns (firing bent wire with a rubber band and released with a clothes pin)...or my favorite, same thing but with BB guns (goggles for sissies!)?

Ah the thrills of a mis-spent youth...

We played lots of mumblety peg, but we played "war" with a twist...

We had an inexhaustible supply of explosives. We would pack cherry bombs in adobe clay then stud them with gravel and let them bake in the sun for a day. They were nasty hand grenades. We used BB guns and lots and lots of hand grenades. It was a version of capture the flag. Burning candles made lighting grenade fuses easy. Timing the fuse burn was tricky. Tossing back an unexploded grenade was brave and stupid.

We used to ride our bikes through town with our .22 rifles across the handlebars.

I got hit in the eye with a Roman candle when I was in junior high, that was a dumb game. Lol.

It was basically a game of chicken utilizing Roman candles fired at each other.

Two words:

Hammer fights

I had never heard of the name mumblety pig, forget what we called it. We used to play at school in the grass outside the cafeteria. Try carrying a pocket knife to school today and see where it lands you.

Cayman....what made you look this up? Just curious since I looked it up last week. Weird coincidence

We used to play the Chicken version of it.

You would start with your feet a foot apart. Your opponent would throw between your feet, then you between his. For each subsequent round you'd move each of your feet an inch in.

They guy who bailed before getting hit was the loser.

Have a nice scar on my calf but I won.

I got about ten stitches in my scalp from playing about 45 years ago.

I was watching an old episode of the Fess Parker show "Daniel Boone" (the rippin'est, roarin'est, fightin'est man the frontier ever knew); two ten-year-old kids were playing it. With their own knives. While this is entirely acceptable to me, some of the folks around today would have all passed out from seeing it on the telly.

Bottle rocket wars!

my neighbor and i played that a few fourths ago.
drunk fourty year olds dont have the same aim they used to. no one got hit but his truck took a few when i lit a multiple

my backyard neighbor and I played chicken all the time as kids. one time he bet me I would be too chicken to let him throw from across the yard. about 30 ft away. sure, if it's my turn next.. I stood there watching that cheap grocery store 8" hunting knife spinning as it arched across the yard towrds me. lucky toss because the knife stuck in the ground between my big and second toe without hitting meat. as usual, the "you go first and I'll go next" promise was broken once again because before I could yell MY TURN.. the chickenshiite bastage ran off home and wouldn't play anymore. story of my life!!! every time we devised something dangerous and stupid to do, it was always "you go first and I'll go next. I promise". if I survived... depending on high how up the "bet you won't do it" scale of potential serious injury/massive blood loss probabilty.... I was usually first, last and only one performing the stunt du jour. fun times!

Kung Fu stars were all the rage back in 8th grade. For once, the school nurse had something to do.