Yeah i know, not the sharpest knife in the drawer back then.

We would also steal a scaffolding rope ( 1" hemp or other natural fiber rope ) these was about 50 M long, then we go find somewhere tall, get up there tie up the rope and then go over the side and lower ourself to the ground,,,,,, no safety at all of course.
There was also the jump onto the 3" thick concrete bannister on the balcony,,,,, of the tallest house in town,,,,, to this day i do not get why any of us dident take the plunge.
That house was also a favorite among suicidal people.
Most people stopped at the 6 floor, few of us made it past the 10 floor.
I once made it all the way to the roof, sat there with my legs over the ledge, did 1/2 bottle of vodka and then climbed down same way i came up there and headed on to the party.
THAT ! was one of the major reasons i stopped drinking regularly in my mid 20ties
BTW i am afraid of heights. But a firm believer in confront your fears.