Oh I also forgot one time I took out a door Bell with my brothers Potato gun. I just did stupid things but never got caught except for a few times. WhenI was 8 years old I snuck out at 2:30 in the mourning to go see my best friend Vince. Anyway he never showed up so I go back home and I notice my house lights were on. I was like oh shit! I gotback in and there sitting at the kitchen table were my parents really angry with me. I lied to them twice saying I went out in the back to find a key and a toy and then I told the truth. My parants wouldn't let me see my best friend for month after that. Even the next morning my father took me over to his house luckily he wasn't home at the time.
And lastly I made a hole in a fence and the owner came screaming to my house but I wouldn't have come to the door because she broke our door bell. That was helerious!
Yea I love my child hood. Ah the good years!