I think I've shared this before but who cares, I'll give the short version.
Senior year, exempt from finals.
Friends over at parents house, which backed up to the baseball field and then high school, replete with mobile home type buildings fashioned as classrooms to house an overflowing student body while a 4th 5A school was being built in the disctrict.
While swimming in the pool and drinking beer, we decided to shoot the buildings with my potato gun, the impact would be very loud and hilarious considering finals.
We got caught by two security gaurds, a maintenance worker calling 911 to report a "bazooka like weapon" being fired at the school and a cop on the other side of the building who heard what sounded like shotgun blasts and requested back up. This was the year of 9/11, things were changing.
Anyways, we saw the security gaurds and ran, not knowing about the other calls. Ultimately the SWAT team with a newly formed anti-terror unit showed up, blocked the street, prepared for a raid on my parents house and even had snipers on neighboring house roofs.
Fortunately, my neighbor was a good buddy and called to ask what was happening. He said I should probably get home to straigten things out, knowing it was late afternoon and dad would be arriving soon. We looked out for each other.
Ultimately, neighborhood cops stayed behind to write a report and joked about their own pranks, laughingly asking to see the potato gun because it was so funny.
Well the confiscated it, the fuckers. Turns out those things are classified as illegal firearms and the DA would accept charges, with me being guilty of actually shooting the school.
Fortunately the cop chose not to file charges, I'd still be in jail.