Nah, my version involved being 15, parents away for the weekend, a small select party around, just enough Watneys Party Seven to be completely stupid, but not quite enough to vomit on the lawn, and next doors hated, bad tempered, massive ginger tom cat.
Grabbed, and tucked under my armpit. Did I say it was bad tempered, it bleeding well was when I stupidly bit its tail. The big bastard ripped my t shirt and me to shreds in its high velocity claw spinning exit.
It did sound like the bagpipes though!
So did I when I added TCP antiseptic to my wounds.........😱