I hate you.
This morning I had no idea that there was ice on my car so when I walked outside I realized I had to make a quick job of removing it so that I could get to work on time.
In my haste, I put a little too much of my tubby umpphhh behind the scrapper. What I didn't realize was that I was standing on a sheet of ice, which put my thrust equilibrium off. Before I knew it I was on my hands and knees and someone close to me let out a terrible grunt at the same time.
I looked up only to realize that grunt was me.
Luckily I did not hurt myself. Just my pride.
Take care, folks. It's dangerous out there.