this is part of an email my friend sent me the other week
Had a funny thing happen the other day... I was in bed the other day and Dee had just left for work. I heard (Pretend am saying this in a 1950's Detective voice) a bang and heard the broad crying and shouting for help... I rushed to the front door with nothing but a 'I love getting P!ssed' T-shirt and my nice tight underpants on, and saw Dianne at the bottom of the stairs (Theres only 3 steps), her legs looked broken from the way she was sitting, so I rushed back inside and for my trainers on, opened the door again, put one foot outside, slipped, landed on my ribs, slid down the stairs, slid on the driveway, past Dianne and halfway slid under the car.... to say the least... it was fukin painful, think I broke 2 of me ribs... we didn't say anything, we just picked ourselves up from the floor and carefully went back inside, crying with pain and laughter... more pain thou.... Still hurts now and it happened about a week ago.
i thought it was quite amusing at the time, its funnier when you know that he's a big fat man