Cofty...yes I did! That is not the end of the story either. A long story, but my Sisters (JW's at the time) pulled some real nasty shit so that they could have the memorial service for our Mother in the Kingdom Hall without my knowing about it. Unfortunately for them, I found out about it just a few minutes prior to the service. Being that I had aquired some friends in the biker community, I called a few of them and we rolled up on the service (now before you start in on my disrespecting my Mother, we had held services for her prior to this at the cemetery placing her ashes respectfully in their resting place) wherein we backed up our Harleys into the entry of the Kingdom Hall and proceeded to provide them with a twelve pipe salute! No one moved, no one stepped up to stop us, and so they got a full throtle 30 second blast that had to have shaken the whole building.
Childish perhaps...gratifying definitely!