I'm keeping my chair warm. But the fabric is annoyed by the
friction created by my asscheeks. At the same time, it really
doesn't have much of a choice does it? The chair is slave to my
ass and the body attached to said ass. So, I do more than
occupying space: I am enslaving an object, increasing its
already burdened existence with slavery-to-a-purpose when it's
ALREADY having to be annoyed by the gravitational forces pulling
them down into the blissful center of gravity while the ground
forces it to stay here. Fucking Paul Exclusion Principle keep us
all in chains.