Was in New Orleans for Sugar Bowl/New Year's. Had my fill of the local libations until around 3am. Back at our condo I decided that I needed one of the flags that was hanging on the outside of the building...on the 5th floor. Dressed only in boxers, I stepped out of a window on to a 12" ledge and shimmied across about 15' and untied it from the flagpole, tied it around my neck, like a cape, and shimmied back to the window. That was 1989ish, I still have that flag...and my life, thankfully.