Something I remember from 40 years ago but still laugh about today; I was staying with my girlfriend as her parents had gone on holiday. We'd decided that it would be nice for them if we redecorated the living room while they were away but of course being young, energetic and having a house completely to ourselves, this also involved a LOT of sex, any time, any place etc etc.
One afternoon we were on the sofa banging like a gate in a gale when the DJ said "...and whatever you're doing, you're doing it better with Radio 1!" and suddenly, I wasn't!!
I went down faster than the Titanic but we laughed about it and still so if by any chance you're reading this Paul Burnett, thanks a bunch!!
That same week, we also managed to break a bed. These were the old-style, hardwood head and footboard, angle frame with diamond wire etc. Once again, we were going for it big style when one of the foot-end corners let go and dropped to the floor. We paused very briefly then decided "fuck it!" and carried on.Unfortunately the increased load then proceeded to break the other end and we ended up in a cartoon-style heap of woodwork but not before we'd both exploded like a volcano.
We fixed the bed later - much later!