Once upon a time, there was this loud bratty little girl. She would stand on the stage in the mall and sing and dance. Things haven't changed so much in 30 some years. I'm still loud. I'm too old to be called bratty, but there's a new "B" word I hear often that seems to fit. I don't sing and dance on the stage at the mall anymore. Do malls even have stages anymore? Probably not. They're probably considered dangerous now, lol. Everything is deemed dangerous these days. Do you remember the Old School Chuck E Cheese? It was friggin awesome! It was made up of 10 rooms of darkness and danger. Woodpaneled sharp edged awesomeness! You could hide from your parents for HOURS. We did. It was great. A couple years ago I went to a birthday party at Chuck E Cheese for one of my friends children ... it's ruined!! It's one giant brightly lit room full of rounded corners. I challenge you to get injured in that place. Injuries build character, people. I can think of about 10 instances off the top of my head where I've scarred myself for life BUT, also learned the lesson, "I'll never do that shyt a second time". For instance, putting remote control cars under your feet and hitting go. It still sounds like fun, and may actually work if not executed by a 7 yr old, but the forever lump on my skull says to me, I'll never do that shyt a second time.