Not me, but I was there to witness this.
But that doesn't stop me being ashamed of my good friend Steve (Name changed to protect the guilty (OR IS IT))
You see, Steve (or not Steve) is a lifeguard at the local swimming pools, and me being a good friend with him, means that I can hang around there as much as I want. It comes t oa Friday night, time for a night out, he has a staff meeting to go to, so I sit in and wait for him, I'm in the viewing bay, he's swimming about, about 8 other people in the room, the majority of them are of the female persuasion.
Said people are sat at the poolside, waiting for the big boss to arrive, when Steve disappears underwater.
He emerges a few seconds later, in the shallow end, a metre or two away from the congragation, Pants down, ball sack out, scrunched up with one hand, other hand (Barely) over his penis, he emerges from the water and screeches "THE BRAAIN" at the top of his lungs.
Everybody yells, I fall off my chair in hysterics.

He doesn't work there anymore.
He also hasn't lived it down.

Length? I can do half of one underwater.
(annhialus hasn't had an accident since, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 15:34, Reply)