Almost Burning Down the House

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when I was a kid I spent the night with my cousin, and after my aunt and uncle went to bed, we decided to play with fire. I was young, but old enough to know better, but somehow that didn't stop me. We scraped out half and orange which made an orange bowl fire pit. Then we proceeded to play, "Will it Burn?" We put in any, scraps of paper or other items to see how large a fire we could make with each object. I personally thought it would magically stay in the orange. It was all fun and games until the rug caught on fire, then we did an amazing job of stupidly staring as the flames were growing. Suddenly, my aunt arrived and deftly put out the fire, and she was not very happy with us. The most regrettable part of this story is the rug was very large and brand new, and now it had a large black spot right in the middle of the floor, and they didn't have money to burn (sorry, this happened so long ago that I can finally laugh at it). She forgave us though because she was just a sweet woman, but I felt terrible I hurt her that way, and I felt sad for many years when I thought of it. Isn't this something Beevis and Butthead would have done? I did learn my lesson though, and I've treated fire with great respect my entire life, so in a foolish, expensive and irrational way it was a great learning experience for my future. Do you have an impressive hooligan story from your childhood?