At bookgroup last night, we were talking about all the danger one faces in the world and how much more vulnerable women and children are. We were all taught to never, never, never get in the car with a stranger. In my family, we also had a safe word. If someone we weren't expecting told us they had come to take us to our parents, we were not to go with them unless they knew the safe word...
When my brother, sister, and I were young, we would have wrestling matches with our Dad. It would usually be Dad and Danny against Meredith and me. At the start of these matches, Meredith and I would be massacring the boys. Danny was an easy target being 4-5 years younger and Dad was like all dads - letting us get away with winning. The one thing sis and I had to do was make sure Dad and Danny never touched their knuckles together and say, "Ring thing do your thing" (see The Thing). Inevitably, we would eventual fail in keeping them apart. Then Dad would all of a sudden possess Super Human Strength and quickly vanquish us all into huge, wiggling mass of giggles.