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Lets think here.....
Ghost bike was always fun. There is nothing like watching someone elses bike roll down a hill un-maned.

Firework fights. Luckily nobody ever got hit with a roman candle. Lighting firecrackers off in eachothers rooms while the other guy is sleeping.

Rock fights. Ah yes, those were the days. I remember how we would go out to the sand bar on the island where about 15-20 boats would be parked and start heaving rocks at eachother. After a minute or two there would only be one boat left... Ours.

The old piss in the super soaker is a clasic, but not fun to be on the recieving end of.

I wasnt there the night that one brother was held down while the youngest brother sat on his face. With a dirty diper.

I remember when one kid was still pretty light (about two years ago). We would go out on the lake and take him tubing on the largest tube we could find. At about 45 MPH the tube would lift off of the water with him on it. At 50+ that tube was really high off the water. I can still hear the pleas being screamed for us to slow down.

Dont give your kids thumbcufts. They will get in lots of trouble with those.

Throwing sticks in to the spokes of peoples bikes was a good one, those wipeouts were priceless.

God. I could go on and on.