You are now a chair, a rather magnificent chair if you do say so yourself. Nice leather and soft cushiony interior and wheels that swivel with upmost ease. Other chairs are envious, who wouldn't want to be you.

Well at this moment, you.

Seriously though, you are used to people sitting on you, even swirling around like idiots, but this, this is ridiculous. You are being dragged around and shamed and now this thing is laughing atop you, your frame cant take much more of this. You are going to break.

And so you do.

You hope that thing lands hard or at least bad things happen to it.

==> John: Fall forward.