Marco Polo recounts a story of a man and wife in the colder parts of the world who were returning home one frozen evening after a particularly drunken wedding party. She had to stop to pay a little visit, but found after squatting that her pubes had frozen to the ground, so she couldn't stand up again. Her husband, gallant fellow, knelt down in front of her to use the warmth of his breath to release her. But unfortunately his beard froze to the ground, and he couldn't get up either. So they were stuck there for some time to the delight and edification of the rest of the returning village, until at last someone took pity and freed them, somehow.
-- Cheers, Bob > -----Original Message----- > From: Don Williams [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] > Sent: 20 February 2006 12:31 > To: [email protected] > Subject: OT: Writing in the snow -- was SMC DA 12-24 etc. > > That's a 'rural legend'. It doesn't happen. > Not at -48C anyway which is the coldest its been here since > we came to Finland. Other much more uncomfortable things > happen to anatomy casually or promiscuously exposed in very > cold weather. Its a good idea not to do any writing at all. > Or at least keep your ideas to yourself until you're standing > in front of a substantial campfire. > > Don > > Sylwester Pietrzyk wrote: > > Malcolm Smith wrote on 20.02.06 13:08: > > > >> Well, it is cold there - writing in the snow? > > I believe there are places in Russia where you wouldn't be > able to do > > it - you urine would froze in the air not reaching ground or rather > > snow :-) I think Boris can only confirm that ;-) > > > > -- > Dr E D F Williams > __________________________________ > http://www.kolumbus.fi/mimosa/index.htm > http://personal.inet.fi/cool/don.williams > See feature: The Cement Company from Hell > Updated: Added Print Gallery - 16 11 2005 > > > >
