The drop something on the person below you game!

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After being hit by all of the pieces, I suffer a strange sort of amnesia that makes me forget I am terrible at chess. So, I then challenge the nearest person to a game. Turns out they are a chess master, and beat me in 3 moves. Angry, I pick up the entire table with the chess board and pieces still on it, and so I throw the table and it lands on the person below me.

The table falls on me and i grab the legs to straighten myself up, but they were too flimsy so the legs break off heavily splintered and the loose sharp splinters fall on the person below me.

It's a chilly night. I use the splinters as kindling to start up a campfire. I break out the marshmallows and toasting forks. I reach down and hand one of each to the person below me.

I attempt to toast my marshmallow, but as usual I do it wrong, and after toasting it for a little while the marshmallow falls off the toasting fork and onto the person below me.

it burns my nose, but cools enough that it doesn't burn my mouth.feeling satisfied, i drop my pizza on the unsuspecting soul under me

I am starving so I grab for the pizza but my dog, who's just an insatiable appetite on legs, gets there first and scarfs it. In the scramble, I drop the leash and the poor beast falls onto....

...my lap, then the dog drolls heavily and the drool drips onto the person below.

Eeeeeeeeeeew!! !! ! I promptly vomit all over the person below me!

Just as well I had my hood up, yuck! I drop my vomit covered jacket onto the person below me.

As i try to remove the hood, i get all dirty, so i so wash myself up, but the water pipe bursts, sending water gushing onto the person below.

Aren't I clean enough already???

I get changed and throw my wet clothes onto the person below me.

I quickly sidestep out of the way, only to step on a . In a fit of rage, I go all Hulk and throw a on the person below me (who, oddly enough, is crawling on the ground, imitating a cat).

Thankfully, since I'm on the ground and that thing is held up by large wheels, it doesn't actually hit me despite landing over me. I then continue my great cat interpretation by coughing up a hairball onto the person below me.

I wash out the bile from the hairball, felt it, and make a warm hat out of it. (That was quite a large hairball, you know!) I then pass the hat down to the person below me, because the weather is turning cooler at night now.

I am so grossed out by the hairball hat (though it was a LOVELY thought, thank you) that I make my own human-ball and it rains down on the person below me.

Okay, I understand how cats get hair balls. But you getting a human ball? My queasy puzzlement at your apparent cannibalism causes me to cast a sickened, quizzical glance down at the person below me.