Some freinds and I where floating the Deshutes around SunRiver years ago. We had costco rafts and lots of beer. Another guy and I threw our fly rods in, just in case we got bored with drinking.

We got to the bottom, hadn't done much fishing, but had done lots of drinking. Unloading the rafts, all the gear scattered around on the ground and the other guy who had brought a rod yelled his beer was empty. A beer was tossed, missed its mark, and a 4-peice fly rod became a seven-peice fly rod.
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