We had a neighborhood like that. We’d assemble in the mornings and then take off on adventures. My parents never knew where I was and likely I’d told them I was somewhere else 🤭

So very dumb 🫣 but “it was a different time back then” (I just aged 25 years by typing that 😂)

I still gag at peach scented anything from one time in 1985 that peach schnapps shot out of both nostrils.

I had my (adult) kids try Goldschläger once. They said it tasted like “cinnamon ass.” I tried to get them to try a brain hemorrhage but they politely declined 😂