When I was a dumb kid, my friends and I used to raid the pop bottle machines, late at night. There were two old bottle machines in our area that dispensed the bottles from a row behind a glass door that open from the front, bottles stacked up on top of each other vertically. We would take our pocket knives out and punch the caps on the end of the bottle, then shake the bottle in its spot and stand in front of the spray that came out and try to catch it with our mouth . Of course, a lot of it wound up all over our face! In retrospect, I'll bet a lot of people were really peeved in the morning when they would buy the bottle half empty and flat! (I try to think about this when I cuss kids today and their pranks)
