I remember when we all assembled on the ground after one of our jumps (maybe Jump 3), one member of our stick said, "I ran into something wierd out there. I think there was some guy...singing and dancing...on top of my parachute".
Of course, we all laughed at him, until another member of our chalk 'fessed up. "Yeah, that was me. Except I wasn't singing and dancing, I was screaming like a girl and running across the top of your 'chute".
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