"Stuck at a stupid uni winter school thing in the middle of nowhere in Tasmania, Aus. Everyone is dealing with cabin fever by being as wasted as they can be. Wombat comes barging in and tries to get at the beer bottles in the bin. I, having grown up in the bush, and also being wasted, cry “hold my beer, I’ll fix this!”, pass off my beer, pick up the wombat, tuck it under one arm, and escort it outside. In hindsight, I’m lucky it didn’t bite my fingers off."