Barbecue anyone?
It was at a mates party a while back, which involved a BBQ, and we'd all had a couple of pints, and one of my friends couldn't find the thing we were using to turn the burgers and sausages over with, so we decided to use the garden rake. It was too long, but we weren't pissed enough not to think about holding the handle nearer down.

A few more pints later, and we were to pissed to think that, so in order to solve our problem of having a long rake, it was decided that one of us should climb onto the shed roof and do the BBQ from there. I was of course the one who it was decided to be.

So, I got up onto the shed roof with the rake, and started doing the BBQ, with remarkably good control seeing as I had had about 5 pints in the past 45 minutes.

The only thing that went mildly wrong was when, unbeknown to me, they moved the BBQ just a smidget further away from the shed, and I fell off the roof into the garden pond...

To put the clincher on the whole thing, another friend who ddn't know that the BBQ had been moved said that he would do it instead. SO he climbed up onto the shed roof, and did exactly the same thing about falling into the pond.

Unfortunately, I hadn't climbed out of the pond by that moment, and he landed on me, pushed my hand through the plastic lining of the pond, and into the mud underneath, and the next morning the pond was no more...

I may have embellished this ever so slightly...
(richietheg my dad buries dead people. he's an undertaker., Fri 19 Mar 2004, 11:33, Reply)