Oh yes pretty funny story. Years ago when I was around 18 I was helping one of my neighbors move. It was a lady in her late 30's at that time. Alot of boxes and such. One job was to go in this small crawl space to get the boxes. It was hot back there and also the summer time so I dressed accordingly. She also had a nice pool that I was about to go in after the final task was done. So I was already in my swim shorts and had a t-shirt. All the boxes were stacked next to the crawl space door entrance. Upon getting my last box a landslide occurred the boxes came tumbling down trapping my legs. Totally immobile half of me in the crawlspace feet and legs outside. After meager attempts to free myself I knew I was stuck. It did not take long for my neighbor to relize something was wrong after hearing the loud crash. She was upstairs startled at first and asked if I was ok. She was relieved I was and was laughing because she said all she saw was boxes and a pair of feet. "UH OH" I thought. At this time I was really shy about this stuff. She asked if I was stuck and I said that I could use some help. She said she knew how to help and proceeded to tickle my feet for about a minuete but then helped me out. Kind of embarssed at the time but I can laugh at it now.
