It poured all weekend. I slipped and almost busted my ass like 16 times going from the wet driveway to the smooth concrete floor of the garage. I was speed walking through the Home Depot parking lot and slipped and almost busted my ass on one of the arrows painted on the road....then once I got inside I almost busted my ass on the smooth concrete floor. Just picture it. All that almost busting my assness.....I go skidding and flailing like a retard ice skating for the first time. It was inevitable that the "almost" would eventually happen....... And it did. The rain briefly let up so I decided I'd wash all the pollen and green shit off our front porch. I finished the floor and was moving on to the steps. I took one step and my foot came flying out from underneath me. Yeah. I didn't stop until my ass visited each and every step.....all the way to the bottom. I popped right up and probably started whistling just in case any of the neighbors saw, I figure I'd play it...