Human Bowling

It was on a nice crisp day that my neighbors and I decided to go bowling with our kids. We take a nice car drive to the bowling alley, the kids singing and cheering.... We finally arrive at our destination after getting lost for a few minutes. The place is crowded, everyone had the same idea we had to escape from that cold winter day.
We walk to the counter, reserve the lane, trade our nice looking shoes for the ugly and smelly clown shoes they have.... everything is set for us to start playing our game(all we need to do is put on our shoes, program the game and of course I can't handle the heaviest balls so go on to look for lighter ones around the place). I looked back to where we were and see my son Ryan walking on the lane towards the pins! I rushed back to him running! As I step on the lane with just my socks on, it was like there was no more gravity on earth! I slipped and fell butt and back on the floor with my legs raised high up in the air! As I am falling I try to hold on to Ryan for support only to bring him down with me! Next thing I know I have a big circle of people, mainly being teenage kids looking at us. Some looked spooked, some were just laughing, some offered to help.... Bottom line, I am left with a crying kid, sore butt and back, no ugly smelly clown shoes on, no lighter bowling balls, a crowd of curious people.... Lesson learned: Never make fun of those shoes again, if I had had them on, I probably woudn't have fallen!