So how did you break your arm

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From the Cresent City,Ca newspaper years ago.

News article from Cresent City newspaper.

So how did you break your arm?

In North Platte, Nebraska, there lives my sister-in-law who sends me something worht a chuckle every once in awhile. Sometimes, as in this instance, they are culled from teh local newspaper and are really belly-laughers. This one we offer along with the note their editor used to introduce it. Take heed.

(Note: we've had this contributed story around for several months and kept wondering whether or not we should print it. We thought we'd find out in 1992. you tell us if we should not have- Editor).
Even if you are not a skier, you will be able to appreciate the humor of the slopes as written in this account( allegedly as they say in the trade) by a New Orleans newspaper.

A friend just got back from a holiday ski trip to Utah with the kind of story that warms the cockles of anybody's heart. Concitions were perfect, 12 below, no feeling in the toes, basic numbness all over, a “tell-me-when-we're-having-fun†kind of day.

One of the women in the group complained to her husband that she was in dire need of a restroom. He told her not to worry, that he was sure there was relief waiting at the top of the lift in the form of a powder room for female skiers in distress. He was wrong, of course, and the pain did not go away.

If you've ever had nature hit its panic button in you, then you know that a temperature below zero doesn't help matters. So, with time running out, the woman weighed her options. Her husband, picking up on the intensity of the problem, suggested that since she was wearing an all-white ski outfit, she should go off in the woods. No one would even notice, he assured her. The white would provide more than adequate camouflage. So she headed for the tree line, began disrobing and proceeded to do her thing.

If you've ever parked on the side of a slope, then you know there is a right way and wrong way to “set†your skis so you don't move. Yup, you've got it. She had them positioned the wrong way. Steep slopes are not forgiving, even during embarrassing moments. Without warning, the woman found herself skiing backwards, out of control, racing through the trees, somehow missing all of them, and on to another slope. Her pants were still down around her knees and she was picking up speed all the while. She continued downhill, still backwards, totally out of control, creating an unusual vista for other skiers.

She continued to ski, if you define that verb loosely, back under the lift, eventually colliding violently with a pyon. The nad new was that she broke her arm and was unable to pull up her ski pants. At long last her husband arrived, put and end to her nudity and summoned the ski patrol who transported her to the hospital.

In the emergency room, she was regrouping when a man with an obviously broken leg was put in the next bed.

“So, how'd you break your leg?†she asked, making small talk.

“It was the darndest thing you ever saw,†he said. “I was riding up the ski lift and suddenly I couldn't believe my eyes. There was this crazy woman skiing backward out of control down the mountain with her bare bottom hanging out of her clothes. Her pants were down around her knees. I leaned over to get a better look and I guess I did't realize how far I'd moved. Next thing I knew they were picking me up and here I am.â€Â

“So, how did you break your arm?â€Â