I'm not sure why but the roof escapade reminds me of my own rooftop adventures at the age of 10 while visiting my grandparents in Brooklyn Heights. They had a back porch on the second floor overlooking the adjacent back yards and for some reason I had the irresistable urge to hurl an egg out over the buildings into the street beyond, which I did successfully. I wonder if it landed somewhere significantly and altered someone's life? I guess I'll never know unless YOU were there walking down that street, and I still remember the name of that street so you trolls can't fool me!