Liz immediately regretted letting out an unconscious belly-driven guffaw when Jone slipped off the icy stairs landing ass-up-and-Yurtle-like on the sidewalk. It was unkind and the event itself distinctly unfunny, but her immediate reaction was to laugh. Praying that her mortifying behavior went unheard, she helped her friend to her feet, brushed her off, and with solicitous murmurings sent her home. Afterwards she composed a mental list of these social transgressions beginning with the day she discovered a pile of shit and a soiled tube sock in a stairwell. Everyone else thought it disgusting, which really only made it funnier. Image: Rebecca’s Novelty Importer.
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