Yup, I'm the youngest of 3 so spent a lot of quality time on the hump trying to fight for a place to put my feet.
Picked up my Ram from the service dept today, was chatting with the rep while they were trying to find my truck. He brought up that when we were kids, being grounded meant you were stuck in your room or house, and that was torture. Today you could punish them by locking them out of the house after breakfast with their bike and no electronics, tell them to come back for dinner.