Risky Business

I was trying to be cool last night. A little too cool. I decided that I needed to try and slide across the floor in my socks. Michael can do it, and he can slide pretty far. The first time I tried to slide I went about a foot. Lame attempt. Second attempt, I went about three feet. I was expecting to go one foot. I stopped at three feet because I slid into a chair and nearly sprained my ankle. Stupid move!

Words going through my head while my ankle was throbbing; "If Michael were jumping off the Brooklyn Bridge, would you?"