Ok, so this actually happened years ago but I was telling someone and they said to put it on here and since I can´t be bothered to do much else… here we go!
We were at university (in Nottingham if you didn´t know) and a load of us went up to the student union one night and, suprise, suprise, got slaughtered! We gradually started leaving in various directions (halls, takeaway, bat cave) and I was talking to one of my mates who suddenly decided to go since he´d seen his house mate head out the door. He got outside just in time to see him get accross the road and stagger down the bank towards the lake. Since I´m being reeallly lazy today, here´s a map:
He wandered accross the road and headed down after him and since he couldn´t see him wandered down to the side of the lake. Looking around he notices a dark shape floating a few meters from the bank. "Shit", he thinks, "the drunken idiot´s fallen in!", so he wades in to rescue him in a very heroic style. When he´s about half way there the duck he´s trying to rescue flies away and his mate says from the bank, "What are you doing".
hey huney how are you?x