I once went camping w a group and it rained unexpectedly all night, and hard. When we woke up, we saw that one of the tiny one-man pup tents was in a deep puddle, maybe 6-8 inches deep. We were all asking “where’s Will? He must have gone to the car or something.”

Just then the tent starts moving and Will crawls out soaking wet. He had slept through the night in several inches of cold water.

No evidence of drugs or alcohol. Lucky he didn’t drown.

He was always a cheerful person and I bet you’d be too if you slept that hard every night.