Grandma's PontiacI remember Jen, cousin Karen and myself all crammed into our Grandmothers hot rod of a car,  Pontiac Sports Coup Lemans, driving around her neighborhood.  I am not sure who started the game we were playing, but Jen was the catalyst.  We decided to roll down Grandma Neimans windows and started yelling out "My Grandma is constipated"  at the the top of our lungs.  Grandma kept closing the windows and we kept opening them and got louder and louder as we drove through her neighborhood and passed the neighbors.  We got in a little trouble for that.  When the cousin got together we were always up to something sinister.