My friend's family own a cabin in the mountains of Pennsylvania. Before we all moved all over the country, every fall all of us would get together for "Men's weekend" -- a time to drink beer and do upkeep on the cvabin to prepare it for winter.
One year, it was time to reshingle the roof. So all the "men" jumped on the roof and began hammering away. Someone, whose name shall go unpublished, unknowingly nailed his glove to the roof. When I, er he got up to move to the next spot. He leaned back, got caught up, pulled his hand out the glove, lunged backward and very nearly fell of the roof, in the style of Clark Griswold in Christmas Vacation.
Beer and roofing don't mix kids