Sure, blame me and Bob for burning the house down just because we were using bottle rockets indoors. It was harmless fun. You and Jay were the ones playing with a propane tank, road flare, gorilla glue, pizza sauce, and plutonium while watching the Wizard of Oz, listening to the Dark Side of the Moon, and eating cheetos. The blueprints looked kind of cool but what were you trying to invent anyhow? Anyway, it wasn’t our fault that you put your concoction right where our rocket needed to land.