I have always regretted I wasn’t in a gang.  I played high school football which in high school hallways is practically a gang, but not the real thing.

I think from time to time about getting a teaching gang together.  Roam the streets late at night (and by that I mean as late as 9 or so) chastising young people that are not either at home or on their way to the library.

What trips me up is what types of jackets to wear.  But certainly they would be leather!