I'll never forget raiding a farmers vegetable patch with a few buddies even though we all knew the farmer living there was one mean dude. (probably why we did it) It was the last time we would because he was ready this time with buckshot. As we ran for our lives looking back I could see him aiming for me and boom...When I got home my dear mother cleaned me up and with a smack from a wooden spoon  warned me the next time my dad would find out what I was up to and I surely didn't want that!