Ft. Lauderdale, spring break, around 1985. My buddy passed out around midnight. Someone ( :debil: ) had a pair of real police handcuffs, so while he was passed out, we handcuffed him to a chair. He came to around 2am, incoherent and enraged at being handcuffed. He stumbled down to the hotel lobby, which caught the attention of all the other drunk spring breakers.... and the attention of the Broward County Sheriff. After a few hours and much explaining, the cuffs were off and my buddy released.
I'll have to dig up the pictures. Imagine any episode of "COPS" where the shirtless, shoe-less, belligerent drunk argues with the cops, all while being handcuffed to a chair. :)