I've fallen and I can't get up!
Some years ago, I was walking one of my dogs when I tripped over a part of the sidewalk where it has been pushed up by a tree root. This is because I am too dumb to pick up my feet when I am walking.
Anyway, I started to fall. I stumbled for several steps and regained my balance, or at least I thought I had regained my balance. I was wrong. I immediately started falling forward again, to my surprise. It was summer, and I was wearing shorts. Directly in front of me was sidewalk and to my right was mud. In a split second, I decided it would hurt less to land in the mud than directly on concrete. I was right, and it did hurt less, but now I was covered in mud.
So here I am, sitting in the mud, simultaneously angry at falling down (because it still hurt) and amused at my own clumsiness. I was giggling like an idiot sitting there in the mud. As I walked back into my house I started laughing uncontrollably at the whole situation. To this day, I wish that whole episode had been captured on video. I was great. Trip, stumble, stumble, I am fine, no I am not fine, crash, splat. Now I am sitting in mud and my dog is looking at me wondering what just happened.
It must have been a spectacular thing to watch. I imagine it would have been a great viral video in 2009. But even if no one else ever saw it, I would still be watching that video of my spectacular fall on at least a weekly basis for a good laugh.