I had a sleepover birthday party with many of my friends from our church youth group.
After a evening of pizza, silly games, snacks, hours of watching the gymnasts of the 1992 Olympics, my parents taught all of us how to most effectively toss a roll of toilet paper into the tops of pine trees.
Because in the middle of the night, they loaded this giggling crowd into the family vehicles; they took us to T.P. our youth pastor.
That was a great night. And it began a T.P. war that lasted many summers, well into our high school years.
I can still toss a roll of toilet paper pretty darn high, into the treetops. An important skill.