December 9th, 2008
Don’t know what pogeying is?
You’re not alone.
Even a Google search only turned up a single good reference to it.
Pogeying was simple. You’d wait for a day like, today in Milwaukee: continuously falling, heavy, slushy snow.
Then you and your fellow reprobates would find a car struggling to make its way down a snow- and ice-coated street, creep up behind it at a stop sign, crouch down and grab its rear bumper (this was back in the day when cars still had real bumpers).
When the car started, you and your friends would be pulled behind it like water skiers (sans the skis…and the water).
Sometimes so many kids would grab onto the back of a car that the vehicle literally couldn’t move.
School busses were always a favorite target for pogeying. Although, for some reason, no one ever tried it behind a snowplow.
Nowadays, two things surprise me about pogeying:
- That any of us survived to talk about pogeying.
- And that no one I’ve ever met outside of Western New York knows what the hell pogeying is or would ever think of doing something so crazy in the first place.
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