Agreed, and we thought it was cool when we carried a teachers car from the car park and placed on the steps leading up to the school or put potatoes in their exhaust. Ahhh we was rank amatuers!
In 1965 me and a bunch of my ne'er-do-well friends picked up the wrestling coach's VW bug and placed the front wheels over the parking stop. We knew there wasn't enough power in that little VW to get it backed over the concrete curb and we knew the resulting coach frustration would be world class humor.
Coach came out, took a look, assessed the situation, then grabbed the front bumper and lifted the dang car to the proper side of the parking stop. Laughing was not involved.
Next day, coach politely inquired if any of knew who the culprits might be. None of us did, so we ALL did laps for the full gym period. Laughing was STILL not involved.
We wuz rank amateurs, indeed. And tired, tloo.