I think the funniest fall was back a few summers ago when I was visiting with drum.
We had just finished working our horses and I decided I would take my mare for a swim in the pound. I stripped her down, kicked my boots and socks off and went for a dip.
After, I decided I would get off on the cement slab inside th pasture that surrounds the water trough and boarders the gates. I, for some reason, did not want to get dirt on my bare wet feet, so my plan was to get off on the cement then jump from the fence to the golf cart.
Anyways, I leaned over unhooked the gate, opened the gate, then closed the gate. When I went to hook the gate back I leaned over a little too far, slipped a little to my mares side and was stuck between her and the gate. At the same exact time my mare side steps causing me to slip further down her side, my chin and my face took out every bar on the way down, ding ding ding, and then I face planted into the cement.
I somehow managed to keep my legs around her so my body was bent at a weird angle that prevented me from pulling myself up, my only option was to pull my legs down causing my knees to smash into the cement.
I stayed laying face down on the cement before brushing the pain and hurt ego off.
So much for trying to stay dirtless :/
I walked it off and went in the house showered and changed into some clean cloths, after a few hours and no one had admitted they witnessed my grand idea I knew I was in the clear and no one has seen. Trust me if anyone in drums family had witnessed it they would have called me out within a second I walked through the door and never would have let me live it down (ask drum about ground beef). A few days later I shared both the story and some laughs with drum and her little sister about it and my pride returned, but believe me now I take the dirty feet and dismount before I attempt to do that wet again.