Ride a cow!
And not remember it the next day!
True story! I had just graduated from high school. My younger brother’s band had been hired to play for a private party in a rural area. I went along as the lighting tech.
Long story short: First set, great! Pause for a intermission. Pause in my memory…I think I might have been drugged as well as drunk! This was in the late sixties after all…
I remember some bits and pieces here and there, including some of the ride home. The next morning my brother showed me the mud stains on the back of my shirt from Bossie throwing me off! He laughed about it and said I lasted more than 8 seconds! But t I could never remember that ride!