While we are at it, take out the back row in the movie theaters. Oh, wait. That just means a different row becomes the back row, well take that one out too...
When I was a mean little brat, I would sneak upstairs
to the balcony, where couples would neck.
I sometimes would carry a can of vegitable soup, open
it and lean over the balcony rail and empty the can,
while making gagging sounds.
Lucky I wasn't cought.