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Got viciously stoned and pissed while visiting Sun City, so we all sat down to have a break and roll another bifter before pressing on. My seat backs onto a nice lagoon.

I lean backwards to appreciate the break in proceedings and proceed to drop backwards like a scuba diver 18ft into pitch-black, stone-cold water down a nasty rock face. Mates dive in, duly rescue me when it becomes clear I'm in severe difficulty (being pissed as a newt and fully clothed).

I've also sliced through live mains cabling with a stanley knife intentionally (was going to pare it off for termination). Sheer dumb luck meant I was using a plastic handled knife on that occaisson (which was handy, seeing as how the blade was vaporised)

Equally dangerous was having a punching competition with a mate who is ex french foreign legion. Needless to say, he won, and I looked like Quagmire after being sparked out cold with one punch. He did however fracture his wrist and three bones in his hand while knacking me.
(mymilkshakebringsallthemongstotheyard poison hearts, poison minds - joining hate, Thu 20 Dec 2007, 15:24, Reply)