I've been falling-down drunk outside before, but that thing on my elbow was really persistent. Mom's driveway. NVM, I figured it out. If I grew up in a subdivision, I could have had my biking-and-skating lessons on a better surface than "don't you dare fall-down if you value your entire epidermis." If I had to guess what this was about... don't make fun of the fat-person for being afraid to fall.
