So this morning, I got myself up nice and early to head to the computer suites to try and get my work done. (I've been sat here 4 hours and have done nothing, go figure!)
So I set off out the the front door, there's a lovely crisp winter air and there isn't a cloud in the sky. I'm in my lovely winter boots which have great grip and off I go!
I make my way out of my gate just about to go reach into my bag to pull out my iPod and WHOAH WHAT THE SMURF I'M ON MY ASS LYING ON THE FLOOR JESUS WEPT WHAT JUST HAPPENED I CAN SEE THE SKY!
Turns out there was a very thin, lethal invisible layer of deadly ninja ice on the path and I fell right into it's horrible, vicious little trap.
So I'm just lying there on my ass while it registers that I've just went down like a total sack of trout, and I see my poor little panda hat has fallen from my head because of the absolute gravitas of that fall, he's just lying there in a pathetic slump on the floor as I'm flailing my arms around like a beached whale trying to get back up.
Smurf you ninja ice.
SMURF YOU.
Anyone else slipped yet?