I am guilty of having done something like this as a child. Grew up on a base. We would play in the wood behind the housing area. Turns out, once upon a time those woods would receive over shoots form the old artillery range.
We found a large shell and threw it around in the wood for weeks. Finally, I decided to bring it to the housing area to show my Dad who was an artillery man. Never will forget the expression on his face when he realized what we were tossing around. Amongst other expletives I recall the words “dumb” and “arse” being tossed in my direction.
Turns out that “dud” we had been playing with was live. Who knew?
The Stupidity Gods were kind to you that day................
Someone took a few souvenirs home and that evening their dads were called to an emergency meeting. When they came back they told the kids that the woods were OFF LIMITS until they were told otherwise.
Apparently it took about week to make sure they had cleared the area.
It was just a real Interactive Toy.🤪
I am sure that did not stop you from playing with Cherry bombs and M80s in your teen years.