Well, here’s one off topic but it’s had a long run and involves hunting. I had an Uncle and his friend who were old school hell raisers. They thought it was pretty funny to poison a poor kid with too much gin. So we get back to camp and hit the bunk beds. I got green shortly after, rolled over in the dark and heaved. Right into a pair of their boots. The lights came on and my Uncle had quite the laugh telling his buddy it was his boots.