The straw the broke the camel's back.

John...
well if you know John, then you'll understand.
He is planning to go on a diet...
again...
soon...
eventualy.

His cat, DeeDee...
Well if you know his cat DeeDee, then you'll understand.
DeeDee is fat. DeeDee is REALLY fat. DeeDee has udders, she is so fat.

John likes to sit in his computer chair. It leans back...
a little...
well a little more each week.
DeeDee likes to sit on John.

I'm sure you've all heard the phrase "The straw that broke the camel's back."
Lets pretend John's computer chair is a camel...
minus the toes.

John is sitting in his chair, leaning back.
DeeDee is positioned across from John on his bed, ready to sit on John.
(At this point the chair is going"Oh God, no no no no no no no!")

DeeDee leaps from the bed onto John's chest. The "momentum" was just enough to break the camel's back.
You see John's eyes light up in confusion as the chair begins to continue leaning backwards when suddenly CRASH! John's feet are in the air, and DeeDee is scurrying away...
well, more like wobbling
hurridly...
about 3 feet...
then stops.

Like a flipped over turtle, I pull John up. The chair, well lets just say it WAS the straw that broke the camels back.
John looks at the broken chair and asks,"What should I do?"
My reply. "Go on a diet."
John decided to try to J-B Weld it today when he gets off of work...
expect another post...
soon...
Eventually.