The closest I ever came was burning some couches and helping loot a beer truck the night of the 1983 NCAA basketball championship. Good times.
I just checked the books and found there's no statute of limitations on that confession. Could you please add a few more details and speak clearly into the mic.
"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness" - Mark Twain
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body. But rather, to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...WOW, What a Ride!"