Break a Leg!

Break a Leg!

As you're waiting for the ski lift at Large Donkey Mountain, a guy sidles up to you. "Hey, listen," he says. "I was wondering if you could help me out. You seem pretty cool."

"I am pretty cool, in fact," you agree.

"I'm trying to get the attention of some of the snow bunnies that hang around here. Do you have any tips you could share with me?"

"The... you mean the big white rabbits? Snowshoe hares?"

"What? No. Snow bunnies! The girls, you know?"

"Ohh," you say. "Those snow bunnies. I get it. Also, what decade is this, again?"

"Can you help me out?"

"Well, if you really want to get the ladies' attention, your best bet is probably to master the XXX Double-Plus-Ungood Slope."

"The... the one with the six black diamonds and a skull on the sign? Well... if you say so..."

You wave goodbye as he climbs onto the ski lift. The next time you see him is back at the ski lodge, where he's sitting in front of the fireplace with both his legs and one arm in plaster casts, and three "snow bunnies" comforting him and making sympathetic cooing noises. He gives you a thumbs-up with his unbroken arm, and winks. You feel perfectly moxious about pretending this was your plan all along.