You’ll clock on real quick that your mates, all buzzin’ like bees on Red Bull, ain’t on the same wavelength as your chillaxed self. You’re about as thrilled about planning social dos as a vegan in a butcher’s shop. Their barmy schemes are a bit too hot to handle, even for your taste. Tell ’em to crack on with their tomfoolery, and leave you out of it. Lucky charm: A rubber duck. Why? Because when your mates are going off the deep end, you can have a good laugh and tell ’em they’re quackers.

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