I just learned about the great british bath crossing of Tim FitzHigham and this is the funniest shit I’ve seen in a minute:

"People shouted and cheered. I pulled on. To the lasting shame of all my antecedents my stiff upper lip collapsed altogether and as I pulled, tears rolled down my cheeks. I wasn't crying at the pain, although it was intense, but at the fact people cared. It seemed that for once a random lot of people had come together, forgotten all the aggravating things in their lives and united to celebrate something very silly. In the final strokes of the bath, I cried with a sheer unadulterated sense of joy."

If there was one thing I didn't plan on doing today it was contacting Thomas Crapper & Co. about purchasing a Christmas present for my mother.