I was reminded of this unexpectedly, and this was certainly one of the funniest moments of my life. I was at Auto-Zone getting some transmission oil at 11pm or so, and this guy was there with a gigantic truck of Ford Racing memorabilia. Being that I had a Mustang at the time, I had to look at it. Well, he was out of something I wanted, but said he had it back at his house. He only lived a few miles away, so I said what the hell, and a friend and I rode out to his house. Well, this was a night in which there was not a moon. We pull up and go traipsing through this guy's yard. I hear a splash and then a "oh sh!t" and my friend has fallen into this guy's fish pond. It was about 4 foot deep, and of course it was full of mud and silt. My friend is trying to climb out and he keeps sliding back down. I _literally_ cannot move because I'm on the ground laughing. My side was hurting so bad that I thought I might pass out. It took a good three hours before I could complete a sentence without laughing. I mean -- he's just walking along and then splash. He couldn't climb out and I was powerless to help him. The funniest thing was his excuse: He said there were lillypads, and in the darkness he thought he was walking through a garden. That's what his ass gets for trying to walk through a garden then!
