Slow Goin' Surfin'
About 100 years ago (or so it seems) there was a lad in my department who decided he'd take up wind surfing. He got all the kit and and expensive wetsuit, and set off to our local river. He'd been told it was an ideal place to learn.

Apparently (I just can't believe he admitted this) he got to the river, changed, and set off up the raised bank, only to discover the tide was out.

He then proceeded down to the muddy silt, determined to get to the small trickly running down the middle, about 50 yards away.

He was up to his chest in mud, using the surfboard as a makeshift bridge, to get 6' further each time, until he realized it just wasn't worth the effort. He decided to give up and turn around.

As he did, he noticed the pub in the bank, with all the patrons laughing at him from the panoramic window.

They'd watched him for the last 20 minutes, and had another 20 minutes of watching him crawling back!
(Kliper Filllets Getting noticed by twats on the internet since, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 14:19, 2 replies)

Silly sod
could've been killed. Good job people were watching, really.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 14:25, closed)

He was a silly sod
His death would have served to raise the average I.Q. in England though.

Doing it was bad enough, but admitting it was far worse.
(Kliper Filllets Getting noticed by twats on the internet since, Thu 24 Dec 2009, 12:38, closed)