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I am not allowed to tell you what I did on Saturday. It is apparently some gigantic secret thing. However, I can say that at several points my life was very much at risk, and I was balanced precariously in a place where very, very few people have ever stood. It was like something out of a movie.

In other news, my cats are jerks. They are pooping jerks.

What the hell is this?

And why had I never heard of it before? More to the point, how did this show not spawn an entire generation of head-collecting British serial killers?