Sheffield Uni does an event known as 'fuzz club' on Thursdays. We went. And drank beer. On the way out, one of the security staff decided to check on what I'd been taking photos of. I, in my infinite wisdom, decided that he might give me less hassle if he thought I didn't understand English. I pretended to be an exchange student from Spain (fuelled by my recent exposure to Spanish people), I told him that 'pablo was taller than juan', and something about his mother and a dog. In Spanish. They swallowed the whole tale, right up to me re-joining my friends and saying none too subtly that "hahaha they think I'm spanish!". They didn't catch us. Not that we'd even done anything wrong in the first place.