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One of the first times that I was ever super-drunk, I was at the lake with a bunch of friends (at night, mind you). We'd climbed to the top of a big hill to get a better look and, for some reason, I thought that the cops had showed up. In my drunken stupor, I jumped off the hill, rolled down like that episode of The Simpsons where Homer skateboards and almost ended up in the lake (I can't swim). Needless to say, I'm now very careful about getting too wasted in the great outdoors.