You're not alone
. Although I don't plunge
head first towards the pavement
with your seeming regularity, I have had the pleasure. Perhaps the most notable occasion
being the time I managed to crash my bike
into a stationary lorry
ly glancing over my shoulder at the frighteningly attractive young blonde
Of course she looked round .. she had to. I picked up my bike and battered ego
, gave the sky a sheepish
grin and tried to ignore the schoolkids who were almost hospitalising themselves with laughter
. On the plus side, she returned my grin with a smile that didn't entire
ly say "You are an idiot"
Of course there is potential for confusion here .. this could refer to tripping (as in acid) while trying to sneakily check out pretty girls. I'm getting mental images of me creeping about (in a manner I imagine to be nonchalant) trying to ogle the girlies .. only for everyone to be laughing at the dumbass who's trying to peer up the 'skirt' of an umbrella.