Big Foot and the Yeti walk into a bar. They

Big Foot and the Yeti walk into a bar. They sit down in a dark corner. They order two gimlets. They take in the scene. Some hot young debutantes sit down with them. That's when

.." Just as I was about to reveal the punchline, a burst of gunshot was heard, and the window to my left exploded, showering the room with sunlit glass shards. I dove under the

nearest table. Well, I tried to anyway. My big butt was stuck in the air & then...I felt a sudden sharp pain in my left cheek. I was shot! This was no joke! Desperately, I

tried to straighten myself but couldn't because the pain was terrible. How could anyone even think that trying to do yoga in a public place could get me into such a mess.

But since I was already mostly in bridge pose, my head resting on the bare ground, I tried focusing on the point in the grass where the trees cast their evening shadows.

It was at that moment that a colony of fire ants started crawling on my arms. Did we seriously have to do the yoga OUTSIDE?! When was this bridge pose going to end!?!?!? I decided

I couldn't take it anymore. There were hundreds of them now, crawling up and down my arms like little pinpricks. I fell out of the pose. Master Fu's eyes lit up in fury.

His assistant was Orandilla, a Plutonian with a PHD in pinpricks. He recommended shock therapy. Master Fu said no way. Where was the ice pick when he needed it? It was at home.

Master Fu was strapped down. Orandilla began the shock therapy with pictures of shaved kittens & worked her way up to hairy boobed female models. Amazing Mast Fu was cured! Lucky!