A few years ago I was helping staff a event between two Troops. I had some time to relax so I laid down in my hammock for a while. My stomach grumbled so one of the older Scouts who was also on staff tossed me a nearly empty bag of chips. The next thing I knew I was sitting on the ground and we were all laughing our heads off. For what ever reason right at the moment I caught the bag of chips my hammock broke. To this day I still get some grief about this one.
Lesson: it seems chips and hammocks do not go well together …