Oh yeah! It is what you did in Rapid City if you were too young to drive. We also called cabs to three or four doors down and then shot bottle rockets at them. When my dad found out he made me call the police and tell them it was me…asked the desk sergeant if he could bring me down so I could spend the night in jail. I could hear the guy chuckling as he said.”no, sounds like you have things well in hand there doc, we’ll just let you take care of it”. It was a small town then. I don’t think they’d do that today. Pity, kids should be a little mischievous. A little.
