While trying to capture some images of last Fridays floods in Toronto, I stopped by Necropolis Cemetery, and was walking through there , when I heard some loud yelling and cursing. A strange sound that Im not used to in a cemetery...it is usually the mocking of crows that catch my ear. I noticed 4 dudes on beat up old bikes riding along the cemetery road. They were really drunk and keeping the bikes vertical seemed a challenge, when three of the posse rode off, but the fourth guy, was not handling life too good at this point. He went into a speed wobble and down he went. I was safely behind a large gravestone, when I saw him roll a couple - o - times , and come to rest on the grass. He did not look hurt, ...just really really drunk and passed out, so I did not approach him, but called security on my cell, just in case. He ended up rising after a few minutes, with the help of the large stone behind him, and rode off, to find his friends.