During a rather heavy evening , involving while lightning cider and tenants super strength lager, in the same can.
We headed across riverside park to the chippy.

I had my chips in one hand, and a lager in the other trying to eat as we walked.
When a guy with his arm in a sling, in his coat. Walked towards me.
Me being more that a little bit drunk shouted
"its the man with one arm! Run away!"

And legged it down a grass bank.
Now the only way to describe what happened next, would be to say I was going faster than my legs.
I fell, hard, in the air as I tripped I kicked myself in the back of the head, and landed on my face, which was in my chips.
I did what any self respecting pissed up lad would do ,
I laid there, in the mud, drank my beer, and ate my chips.

Poor Mike never recovered from seeing this. He still randomly bursts into laughter 20 years later.