I have a bag of Skippy Peanut Butter Balls lodged in my ass. If I move they won't be there any more ( อกยฐ อส อกยฐ)
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Two very pissed off cats.
Dead. I'm laying on my left side.
Iโm partially clipped into a wall. Iโve fallen into the backrooms.
Very uncomfortable. You've pulled me off my bed and now I'm laying naked on my power inverter.
I'd be shitting in the neighbor's toilet. It would probably be hard to explain why I'm in their apartment in my underwear.
I'm now swimming in a icy river, with a small ferry passing by next to me. Yay!
I am now out of my cozy and comfy bed and on the floor while hitting my head on my lamp :(
I've clipped into a pool table.
I am impaled by the edge of the couch.
My head is now clipping through a cardboard box full of stuff. I assume that wouldn't be very survivable.
A painful and likely explosive death
I'd be in a wall, and 2 objects occupying the same space would like result and a violent resettling of local physics as particles push each other out of the way
I now have to crawl back onto my couch. And I'm cold now too.
I'm on the bathroom floor with my pants around my ankles
I'd be on the floor. Which is a problem because I have a broken ankle/leg and can't put weight on it for another week.
I am now inside my desk. I die a slow and painful death.
I'm dead.
I'm in a sitting position, one foot beyond my desk, with my feet about 10 inches off the ground, and my butt is about 16 inches off the ground. I fall on my ass comedically, amidst loud cursing.
I am in my cat's litter box
sitting on my friend's legs rather than comfortably next to him on the couch
I just took my evening shit on the floor of my bathroom, which is unfortunate.
I fall to the floor and possibly hit my head on a table on the way down.
Inside my coat closet...not the first time I'll struggle getting out of one
I shit in the sink.
I'm now on my husband's lap as he driving us 70 mph on the highway.
That seems highly unsafe.
I'm clipping through the hairdresser right now, send help
I would assume Iโm dead since there is a workout machine made of steel next to me.
It depends on whether I displace the wall, or the wall displaces me.
I guess Iโll be sitting on the ground now.
minimum 10 foot fall into the cold mud with my pants down. Please don't.
Wall.
I fall off the couch.
Iโm now peeing on the floor in the hallway