In college, the eye of Hurricane Fran passed right over our city. It was only a Category 1 or 2, but that was a big deal as far inland as we were. It came through in the middle of the night. We all decided we'd get drunk and walk around campus when it went through. Even a lower grade hurricane is strong as excrement. The rain felt like needles pelting you. We had an awesome time.
The next day we learned that a few students damn near got killed by falling trees and limbs while doing the same excrement. They ended up in the hospital.
Lesson: take muscle relaxers while drinking in a hurricane so you don't feel or remember getting skull fucked by a tree.
