Climber takes unusual fall

I ran home from school today. With the temperature being well over 100 (at a guess) and a strong, dust laden wind in my face for most of the journey, it was a tough run. Periodically I had to stop for a drink. I need to replace the bladder in my running bag; the last one went moldy after I left it unused for too long. Rather than spend an hour cleaning out the tube, I dumped it in a waste bin in Sarawak. By the time I got home today (50 minutes 22 seconds) I’d drunk one and a half liters of water, stopping each time for an illicit rest as I took the bottle out of my backpack. Thanks to the wind, my skin was remarkably dry until I walked in to the house. Within seconds of getting out of the wind my skin was running with sweat, dripping on the floor and trickling down my legs into my shoes. I turned the air conditioning down as low as possible, stripped off and headed for a cold shower. Having, errr ... relieved myself, I transfered to the bidet...

Sweat makes a remarkably slippery lubricant. I slid straight across the bidet and into the waste paper basket between there and the wall. Laughter hurts!