I just fell off the couch.
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I fell off the bed and got a nasty hit on my head against the bedside table. Thanks, I guess?
Taking a dump in my neighbors hallway
I'll end up lying on the floor of the store room. No thank you for my butt hurting me.
I fall 2 feet onto my bed. I'm lying on my right side, browsing Lemmy from a tablet right now.
High five, same. Except phone.
Other side of my couch
I no longer have a cat laying on my back.
Sitting in the driver seat of my car so I'd transfer to the passenger seat.
My head would hit a metal chair.
I sit on the floor, despite a chair being there.
A chunk of file cabinet where my knee was falls to the floor. I fall to the ground, twisting my hip joint quite uncomfortably, possibly enough to pull something. I can't actually tell if my leg would be totally trapped, or if I could at least slide it out. If it's caught it's going to be a shitty wait for rescue.
I went from sitting in my Jeep in my garage to falling a couple feet onto the floor. Otherwise no issues.
Shittin in the shower
Depends Is that like 4 school buses or more like half a pen?
two feet = three chinchillas.
I am now on the floor
I would be in the other chair.
My upper body has fused with an ICEE machine.
Damnmit. I asked that kid to clean off this coffee table and now there's a pepper grinder, a bag of terrible candy, three remote controls, and some crushed fortune cookies, all under my back.