My wife once had an old (1920's or 30's, as I recall,) book of activities for boys. One of them started out with "Go to the drug store and buy two pounds of mercury. Then ask your mom for one of her pans large enough to hold the mercury...
AND TWO OR THREE HOT DOGS.
A motorcyclist is the only one who understands why a dog rides with it's head out the window.
"I had an idea once, it died of loneliness"--George