It's not funny

when nature calls

       _                   When Nature Calls
    __(_)
   / / /\      Even if you aren't a skier, you'll be able to 
  /  `\\ |     appreciate the humor of the slopes as written 
    \\// |     in this account by a New Orleans paper.
     \\\
jgs   \\\      A friend just got back from a holiday ski trip 
       ``      to Utah with the kind of story that warms the 
cockles of anybody's heart.  Conditions were perfect, 12 below,
 no feeling in the toes, basic numbness all over, the "tell me 
when we're having fun" kind of day.

One of the women in the group complained to her husband that 
she was in dire need of a restroom.  He told her not to worry 
that he was sure there was relief waiting at the top of the 
lift in the form of a powder room for female skiers in distress.  
He was wrong, of course, and the pain did not go away.

If you've ever had nature hit its panic button in you, then you 
know that a temperature of 12 below zero doesn't help matters.  
So, with time running out, the woman weighed her options.

Her husband, picking up on the intensity of her pain, suggested 
that since she was wearing an all white ski outfit, she should 
go off in the woods.  No one would even notice, he assured her. 
The white will provide more than adequate camouflage.  So she 
headed for the tree line, began disrobing and proceeded to do her 
thing.  If you've ever parked on the side of a slope, then you know 
there is a right way and a wrong way to set your skis so you don't 
move.  Yup, you got it. She had them positioned the wrong way.

Steep slopes are not forgiving, even during embarrassing moments. 
Without warning, the woman found herself skiing backward, out of 
control, racing through the trees, somehow missing all of them 
and onto another slope.  Her derriere and her reverse side were 
still bare, her pants down around her knees, and she was picking 
up speed all the while.

She continued on backwards, totally out of control, creating an 
unusual vista for the other skiers.
   _        _
  ( `-.__.-' )      The woman skied, if you define that verb 
   `-.    .-'       loosely, back under the lift, and finally 
      \  /          collided violently with a pylon.  The bad 
       ||           news was that she broke her arm and was 
       ||           unable to pull up her ski pants. At long 
      //\\          last her husband arrived, putting an end to 
     //  \\         her nudie show, then went to the base of the 
    ||    ||        mountain and summoned the ski patrol, who 
    ||____||        transported her to a hospital.
    ||====||        
     \\  //         In the emergency room she was regrouping 
      \\//          when a man with an obviously broken leg was 
  jgs  ||           put in the bed next to hers.
       ||           
       ||           "So how'd you break your leg?" she asked, 
       ||           making small talk. 
       || 
       ||           "It was the damnedest thing you ever saw." 
       ||           he said. "I was riding up this ski lift,  
       ||           and suddenly I couldn't believe my eyes.  
       []           There was this crazy woman skiing backward   
                    out of control down the mountain with her 
bare bottom hanging out of her clothes and her pants down around 
her knees. I leaned over to get a better look and I guess I  
didn't realize how far I'd moved. I fell out of the lift.

"So, how'd you break your arm?"



Muzaher Poonawala 07/13/1998Categories: Slightly Smutty, Brilliant, True Stories



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