What more?
It was outing. Guys boozing since morning decided to go to swim a bit. To have some fun and refreshment. Our host knew the place (a forest pond not far from his), one of the guests didn't mind to bring us there, the rest had nothing against some amusement. We really got there, they really... well maybe it could hardly be called swimming... it was jumping and messing in the water... but they really did it, frightening other campers away. I did not coz
- I was not into drunk naked swimming at almost public place
- I had a better toy - a whistle
- someone had to survive to call rescuers and to show the right place where bodies could be found, right?
plus I guarded the car and pointed the way to it with sweet sounds of whistle. Not more then ten yards were between us, but shit happens and a boy could get lost...(BTW, that is how I gained that whistle, its previous owner lost his temper and promised to present it to me if I shut up. But I don't remeber was it on the pond shore or when we got back home)
Finally we decided that enough was enough, packed back into the car (nobody was lost, nobody drowned... strange, yeah?) and happily went home. What is more we successfully got home and continued our boozing. Later that evening I learnt that our driver had been deprived of his licence some days before. Obviously for drunk driving

But nothing could stop him from driving, he was a heaven-born driver and boozer. That night he woke us up searching for car keys, he thought it was time to set off to girls. In the morning he was back, alive and with beer
