what's with fuzzy dice?

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Back in the 50's girls knitted them up and gave the to their boyfriends. Kind of like the girls "branding" their guys so everyone else knew they were taken.

Fuzzy Dice were cool is they usually came with a fuzzy somthing else



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That's strange... my girlfriend knitted me a jockstrap

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Probably chose the jack strap over the dice , because there was alot less knitting to do.

 

Hey 41Ratsledrodder...I'll GLADLY get a Ki-Ki license plate...

Ki-Ki Dee is a HOTTIE!!!!

(I'll be her Elton John any day! )

Smoke? I thought you threw your ***-toy octopuss on my hood when you were done with it!!!

Don't Go Breakin' My Heart....Homo!

 

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Jay did you pay all those speeding tickets stuffed in the ash tray or are you still a fugitive?

I had to win mine at the Firemans fair by knocking off the 6 pins with a softball. I was too ugly for the girls.

 

Never had fuzzy dice. Of course I never owned a car of my own 'til '68.
I did have a shrunkin' head, and a TIKI (in different cars). We used to call 'em a MOJO, and the deal was with the crowd I ran with was if you moved it from one car to another it was bad luck.
Hola Girls were popular with my crowd, and the little dog in the back window his head going up and down.
As far as knitting them to keep the other chicks away Mine just wrote a message on the bathroom wall. I liked it it made me more popular.
I do have a pink flamingo that my daughter gave me about 5 years ago. I told her I wouldn't hang it in anything, so she had my grandaughter hang it the car we were in. Now I'm stuck with it.

 

A lot of this stuff seems silly now to some of us, but back then, the ride was the center of our young lives. As soon as we got a car, we had to do SOMETHING to make it ours. Fuzzy dice, shrunken heads, mirror muffs, were no more gay than lancer hubcaps, skull or 8-ball shifter knobs, shaved door handles, lakes pipes, Custom paint, chrome ****, pinstripes, hopped up engines, or fake polar bear fur headliners and package trays. Soon as you got a car, you had to change it to make it yours. If your girl helped, that was great too. If you've forgotten this, then I feel for you.

If you missed it the first time around... Go back to high school, get your tongue and ****** pierced, get a tattoo, stick a fart can and some stickers on your Honda and learn to live...

 

By the early 80s, it was yellow traction bars and speed equipment stickers in your rear quarter windows that made your high school heap HOT!

Bonus points for Keystone Kl***ic or Cragar mags and a hood scoop made you a GOD!

We never did the fuzzy dice thang...but one guy hung fishing lures from his rearview mirror...named one of them "Thunder, The WONDER Worm"....bet he got ALL the chicks!!

Of course...you had to walk the line between COOL and TACKY...you stray too far over into Tackyville and you got a FOOD MAGNET on your hands...and all credibility is LOST!!

(It became a tradition a****st my Buds to throw food at tacky cars on cruise night or in the school parking lot...started by one guy in particular who STILL does things like that!)

This one kid had a 69 or 70 Impala jacked to the Moon with sidepipes, primer spots and a HUGE pro stock snorkel scoop on it. We saw him in our school parking lot and Dave whipped an apple from his lunch bag at the car as we drove past in his Mom's Trans Am.

The few scant seconds from the time the apple left his hand, then sailed in a gracefull arc towards the Impala, hit the scoop with a solid, hollow "THUNK", and then rolled off the opposite fender as the driver's eyes followed it are frozen in my mind forever...the somewhat confused, indifferent look on the kid's face was priceless as we roared by and laughed our ***es off!

Another ***** with a gawdy Torino pulled into the Burger King parking lot one cruise night, and Dave grabbed MY fries and whipped the whole carton at the car. EVERYONE in the parking lot followed suit...and the guy with the Torino (one of our buddies to this day, actually!) raced off as his car was bombarded with burgers, fries, onion rings, shakes and cokes!

Of course...you weren't **** without the proper radio station stickers on your bumper, either! WABX and WRIF were the ones of choice in Motown...show up with CKLW or WQRS and you'd be able to eat remnants off your car for WEEKS!

I 'spose every generation has their little fads and quirks...but fuzzy dice were "for old people and ***s" as far as we were concerned as teens...and SURE to draw fire in the way of "Burger Bombs" if one of us showed up with 'em in our car!!!

 

I never had fuzzy dice. But I did have one of those perfumed skunks on string that hung from my mirror. It helped mask the blow-by from that tired old flathead in my 1934 pickup.
Anyone see those little skunks anymore?

 

Paul,
You might try Whitney for the skunks.
I still see them once in awhile in truck stops.

 

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My question would be does the fuzzy dice have anything to do with dice on the valve stems and door locks?

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I think it does.
Like the flames that started out on a midget or sprint car, there was a midget or sprint numbered 7-11 and it had a pair of dice painted on the side.

Not to mention, the slightly outlaw aspect of dice as used in a street game of ****s.
Not that I ever played ****s in the street, it was penny pitching for us in junior high and that was about it.

The dice accessories, door locks, valve caps are kinda cool, but not seen much today.
Cept at a few rod runs.
Trouble with the cool valve stems was/is, leave your car in a parking lot and they would disappear.
Probably making a couple of junior high bicycle riding rats happy.

The fuzzy dice disappeared as well.
Leave your car unlocked with the windows rolled down and they would disappear.
Happened with the first pair I ever got, nice green & white ones. Didn't matter I guess, the girl disappeared not long after....

 

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Jay did you pay all those speeding tickets stuffed in the ash tray or are you still a fugitive?


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That could have been a couple of traffic tickets.
My record is two in one day - for the same thing.
My bud swiped my cutout caps and I got busted twice in about an hour.
The first cop was just doing his job.
The second cop hated hot rods, hated kids and generally hated the world. I tried to show him the first ticket, but he just told me to shut up and wrote another.

Wasn't too bad since it wasn't a moving violation.
I paid for those by walking.
Couple weeks at a time fwiw. One of them right across the Christmas Formal in my senior year. Really impressed the girl friend with that one.

The pic shows my 50 Ford custom two door sedan, ***ian red at the time, dropped in front a touch, pair of pipes and as you can see an SW vacuum gauge in place of the clock and an oil temp gauge lower left.
The 50 was a neat car with all the bells and whistles - overdrive, V8, tinted windshield and windwings, radio and heater. That pretty much rounded out the option list when dad bought it.

Parked in front of the record store at the intersection of Main and Catalina, just across from Ventura high school.

You can't hardly see it, but there's a monster painted on the dash just to the right of the speaker grille.
Was kinda cool, a bit dragon like and done with poster paints so it could be washed off later.
I lettered the word "Cat" to the right of it. Thought that was a cool touch.
Right up until my girl friends straight up dad, church youth group running guy and all got in to catch a ride one morning.
He looked at the "monster", looked at me, looked at his daughter sitting in the middle, looked at the monster again and shook his head.
I wondered why until after we dropped him off.
When we hit the school parking lot, I mentioned to girl friend that her dad didn't seem to like the monster.
She said, "no wonder, you're not much at lettering."
I looked at it again and what I thought said "cat" plainly said "eat."
And looking at the long tongue on the monster, the light slowly dawned.
Girl friend smiled, got out and went to cl*** leaving me thinking once again what an idiot I was....

 

Hack,
Neat memories.
Hell I'd have been after havin' a **** mobile just for the free burgers.

When I was in highschool there were the guys with the stickers also. We called 'em window racers.

Perfect Circle Rings were really popular stickers. You could get 'em at the auto parts for just about any purchase.

One kid Larry Lord actually had the stuff to go along with the stickers (his folks had money). He finally s****ed most of that stuff off once nobody would hook up with him out at 3 tenths.

Sleepers were where its at for me. Never had a problem gettin' hooked up for a dime out at 3 tenths.

I've always wondered if the kids still race out there. Hmmm. Next time I'm out west I'll have to check it out.

 

Back in the early 80's I drove a sleeper. It was a piece of **** looking '69 Lemans. It was faded blue with Keystone Cl***ics, the worlds ugliest wheel. But low and behold it had a Ram Air IV from a GTO and a 12-bolt w/4.11 posi. I love the kids with the stickers. They're the ones I liked to mess with the most. 9 times out of 10 if they had stickers, they didn't have **** under the hood. Boy was that fun...

 

I was part of the re-surgance of the "Fuzzy Dice" after the release of "American Graffitti"..., But the only way you should get them is from your girlfriend!

Apparently she would offer them to you after alot foreplay in your car (Fuzzy Dice = Gonads in the Sack!)!!!!

 

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I was part of the re-surgance of the "Fuzzy Dice" after the release of "American Graffitti"..., But the only way you should get them is from your girlfriend!

Apparently she would offer them to you after alot foreplay in your car (Fuzzy Dice = Gonads in the Sack!)!!!!

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In my highschool years it was the 4 star label off a bottle of oly. you peeled the label off the bottle, some had 4 stars on them (who knows why) if you gave to a chick and she signed it you were good to go.

Now back to sleepers, the car I had with the TIKI on the mirror was a '55 Ranchwagon. Original hunter green (I did wax it once), dog dish hubcaps (off a '57 ford). 900x15 in the rear and 750s in the front. 3x2 (strombergs) fenton headers, Thunderbird 312. Got it out of a friends mom's wrecked T Hawk.
Long roofs weren't chick magnets by no means, but who would suspect a ranchwagon out at the street races.
The engine and ****** that ended up in the Victoria started out in the ranchwagon. The Vick got a Voodoo head, the TIKI proved to have run out of luck.

 

I had fuzzy dice in my TBird when I got it, I yanked em out and they hang in my room.

I think I must have been 20 years behind... When I graduated from HS a few years ago, my choice ride was a '71 Torino with air shocks, Keystone Kl***ics, gl*** packs and a hood scoop, not to mention eye burning yellow! It also had a kickin stereo that blasted Van Halen

Fortunately nobody threw burgers at my car. I don't think they even knew what it was, some ****py old car. Someone at school asked my 17 year old brother what "Got Torque" meant on his T-Shirt, which was emblazoned with a wheelstanding Falcon g***er. The kid thought it was French, as in TOR-KAY.

 

No fuzzy dice used in my area when I was young. But to have your or your girlfriends graduation tossel hanging off the mirror was cooler than cool. Another item was her cl*** ring hanging with angora wound around the ring. Oh how that brings memories back of how those angora sweaters fit the girls...........

 

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You gave the girl the cl*** ring and she gave you the fuzzy dice.
And if you were lucky you got something else.


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So it was a way to get laid?

I dig it... ****, when I was a kid in the 80's... we had to get them drunk...
even then it was usually with a girl that had the reputation of a door knob...

everybody got a turn...
Sam.

 

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You gave the girl the cl*** ring and she gave you the fuzzy dice.
And if you were lucky you got something else.


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So it was a way to get laid?

I dig it... ****, when I was a kid in the 80's... we had to get them drunk...
even then it was usually with a girl that had the reputation of a door knob...

everybody got a turn...
Sam.

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Sam, We had one like that - Rotten Box Ruthie. A quart of beer and the back row at the drive in movies - but you had to go to a movie far away from home so no one saw you, and a condom was a must !

 

I've never been back to the '50s, but I was high in the mid '90s.

 

Hillbilly...your 71 Torino woulda probably been spared the "Burger Barrage" by our gang...the one we lit up at Burger King was a ****py 76 Torino with a vinyl top, air shocks and Keystone Kl***ics on the back only!

One guy we ran with drove a beat-to-**** four door Maverick with a beer can epoxied to his front fender...he said it was the first one he ever drank...and wanted to save it! It looked funny as Hell going down the road...and the cops never bothered him about it!

(Try that TODAY!)

I picked up some hot little chick out on Telegraph one night...and she gave me a tape! She hopped in the car and said "Do you like J Geils?"...then, without waiting for an answer, jammed in the tape and cranked it up! It played over and over that night as we cruised the strip and got feely with each other!

I think her name was Stacey...or Tracy, or something like that!

Fun times...and I still have that tape...she said to keep it after I dropped her off at her aunt's!

 

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I've never been back to the '50s, but I was high in the mid '90s.

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That'll probably only get you as far back as the 60's. Unless of course your want to be a beatnick or an Angel.

And you know what they say, "If you can remember the '60s you weren't there."

Gawd knows I don't recall only what the tell me.

 

i am so sorry, but fuzzy dice today, especially the ones you can get from the local autozone, are so dang cliche, really.. a friend of mine years ago had some real ones on his 58 belair, authentic from the 50s, hand knitted with black ****ons, those are the only ones i can handle.. pleeeeeze no more fuzzy dice...

 

Wait a minute!! I think we have a record!! Digging up a useless (but funny) thread from almost 8 years ago!!! WOOOHOOO

 

Jimv nailed it !!

 

8 years ? damn ! talk about oldschool !lol!

 

And nothing constructive to add to it

 

The thread was a good to read and amazing how many old members have contributed to it. I miss C9´s posts.

 

No doubt "Hick-Hop" !!!

 

Nice old thread to read about. Special treat for me to see C9s perspective on things.

As far as fuzzy dice goes, I was an '80s teenager. Dice were kinda dying out, and I never knew the significance of having your gal make you a set.
My GF at the time knitted me a pair to match my '75 Duster - gold with black dots. Wish I kept them in my memories box of stuff.