I remember, many years ago, being in the ATC and in a minibus back from the Mildenhall airshow, which to Stockport was a looooong way. Anyway, it had been an early start, a long day, and we were all very bored, not too mention a bit tetchy.
One of the lads suggested that he could do some Marillion – not sing it, as he knew he couldn’t sing it, instead he’d just recite the lyrics. It was suggested to him that, should he do such a thing, he may find himself outside of the minibus fairly rapidly, and not necessarily via the door 🙂