Bowl-legged

One of my cowork­ers told me that I’m bowl-legged today. This is true. I tend to walk as if my insteps are tread­ing an invis­i­ble line. Despite my bowl-legged­ness, I still get knock-kneed, espe­cial­ly when run­ning or around a pret­ty woman. All of this sup­ports my the­o­ry that my legs tend to oper­ate as a dis­tinct enti­ty if I don’t keep an eye on them, and because of this I’m in a con­stant state of falling. Only my super­hu­man agili­ty keeps me from hit­ting the ground…most of the time.