So I went skiing with a man in a massive jacket...[Original Joke]

So I was going skiing last winter, and I was having a really good time. As I get on the lift to go up to the top of the mountain, a man in a massive puffy cotton jacket sits next to me. Now when I say massive, I mean MASSIVE! I'm not sure how this guy could move, nevermind ski. I start making polite conversation with the man. Turns out his name is Joseph, and he's here on vacation from some tropical place I didn't catch the name of (hence why he's so over dressed). Anyway, we make it to the top of the hill, and he suggests we go to the terrain park (with jumps and rails). I ask him if he's ever done that before and he says no, but that he'd like to try. I shrug my shoulders, tell him to be safe, and down the trail we go. Suddenly, he veers off and begins to take a rail on his skis. And wouldn't you know it, the armature is doing it! Yet all of a sudden, I see his ski slip, and he falls off the rail. I see his jacket explode in stuffing, blood starting to pool around his eyes. Poor guy must have hit his eye on the rail during the fall! I rush over to him to see if he's okay, but he quickly gets up, and stuffs a gob of the jacket stuffing in his eye. Then he just skis away! And to be honest, I don't know where he'd come from, I didn't know where he'd go, but all I knew was that he was Cotton-Eye Joe