Hanging from a Balcony with one arm in a very crowed Apres Ski bar; the Bat N' Balls on display to all and sundry after having my undergarments torn from my body by a group of girls from the T.A. which was mildly embarrassing.
But not quite as embarrassing as the following morning while waiting in the Gondola hall for the ski lift and being identified at Volume by a young lady as
"Your the fella that had his bo**cks out in the bar last night aren't you?"
Much to the amusement of my fellow skiers.
Oh the fun we had
