A man was walking home from a long session at the pub and drunk decided to take a shortcut down a side street. He soon came to a fork in the street but coudn't remember whitch way would take him home. So he decided to take the left fork. Half an hour later found he was lost. Feeling dizzy and being well pissed decided to rest a while and sat down, then laid down on the pavement. His back soon ached, however he noticed it was softer further on. So he staggered up and laid down on the softer part of the pavement. A few hours later, he woke up and discovered he couldn't move.
He looked around and realised that he was lying in a patch of cement - the cement had set while he slept. He spent the night unable too move and embarrassed to shout for help.
In the morning eight hours later, the work men came and chiseled him out.
Thrash to the max you power band crazy fools "two strokes rool"