Okay, so there we were, no one else out, just me and Jahled. We're walking down the street, laughing stupidly when I suddenly spot a traffic cone. I run, well, made a good imitation of running, over to it and grab. I put it on my head, but it, subsequentally, weighs quite a bit, so down over my head it goes. I can see nothing. Suddenly, here comes Mister British Police Officer and he pulls us. Of course, by this time, Jahled has somehow made himself mysteriously disappear. So there I am, talking to a guy witha British accent, a clobberstick, and a pistol, trying to understand him and all I can do is laugh. And every time he said something, all I could think of doing was shouting: "I can't hear you officer!" Now that was fun! Of course, you can tell I'm the one on the left having a bit of trouble walking, much less holding myself up. Jahled is the other one, being a goody-goody and helping out Her Royal Highness.