DEAR MISS MANNERS: In college, I lived in a townhouse with several housemates. One night, when a party we were hosting had gone on too long for my taste, I went down to the basement and turned off all the circuit breakers.
It had its intended effect; the house was cleared of guests within minutes. A few minutes after that, one of my housemates came down to the basement to see what happened. He was very amused when he shined his flashlight on my grinning face, standing next to the circuit breakers.
GENTLE READER: Please stop grinning. Yes, you got away with it. But Miss Manners begs you to stop thinking of this as cute before you turn off someone's life-saving medical device.