Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Because the tendency to leap out of the way when someone else heads for the same chair as you is not what that game is about.

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Y’all, there was a game of musical chairs at my work Christmas party that seemed likely to dissolve into bloodshed at any moment.  I was actually thrilled to be out in the third round — opera people will take your chair and leave no survivors.  Picture Game of Thrones (probably), but with girls in adorable scarves and murder in their eyes and a circle of plastic chairs.

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