I Think Her Name Was Ann Coulter, On The Slopes That DayFrom The Best Of Craigslist:
"As she went past us, she hit a bump, got airborne, and landed on her back. Her sunglasses flew off, but the skis did not release. Now, she was barreling down the mountain, on her back, her butt going down first, her feet and skis in the air, and her jumpsuit flapping around her ankles like a white flag of surrender. She looked as though she was receiving a pelvic exam with her skis on. One of the guys observed, rather inappropriately under the circumstances I thought, “Hey, she’s not a real blonde!”...."