Heavy eye rolling. Not only were we egged, but the funny part is-- we were egged with one egg. Jeez, today’s troublemakers know nothing…
The younger siblings were frightened by it, so my parents called the non-emergency police line to report it. That was fine until about 10 minutes later, when some pezhead sets my mom’s car alarm off.
So now my family is equally pissed, so we request that an officer come over. The really funny part is that once the officer arrives and is inside talking, the jokers come up and knock on our back door and flee.
Talk about hilarity ensuing. 
Never take an egging lightly…
When I was fourteen, my friend an I were standing at a phone booth when a boy from my English class and a couple other hoodlums drove by and egged us. Then they came back and apoligized, so of course we invited them over. (Her parents weren’t home.) The upshot of it all? I got to know the boy from English. He introduced me to his girlfriend who has now been my best friend for twenty-three years. Tthe driver of the car? Well, I got to know him pretty well too- we went steady for five years and stayed friends for the rest of his life. Through him, I met the guy that introduced me to Mr. zoogirl. That was twenty-one years and two kids ago.
Damn, I like eggs!
my roomates and i threw a party this year. some guests took eggs from OUR refrigerator and egged our front porch. they also turned off the electricity in our kitchen as they left, so we didn’t notice until the morning. pretty darned sweet.