This is why we can’t see the mountains across Kootenay Lake this evening.  We can’t see the lake either unless we step in it.

Looks upside down to my trained eye.

Ferraris!  Twenty-five Ferraris zipped by us on I-90.

“What you get when you cross a cow with an antelope.”

Snatching my leg sideways, I tore my pants and incurred a second gash.

Then there were the toilets.  Toilets, as in plural.

On the day of the concert, we went hiking.  I slipped and fell hard on my right buttock.