Problem Solved
While I was in university, I went to a residential bash with some buddies of mine. Roughly three hours in, I observed everyone gravitating towards the backyard. Curious, I trailed after them and found out that my mates had run into trouble with some other guys.
As I came closer, I overheard a lass exclaim, “This is absurd! I’m contacting the police!” I glanced at her, noticing her slightly off state, and said, “You’ve had a few. You’re slurring your speech. Allow me to handle this.”
She extended her phone towards me, which I promptly tossed as far as I could, then hollered at my pals, “Hey, it’s high time we skedaddle!” And just like that, we vanished into the night. To this day, I feel a twinge of guilt about the phone fling incident, but then again, I did solve the crisis on hand.