#slip-up

Very easily seen if you're watching in HD.

To effectively visualize the moment that Calvin Hughes broke his ankle slipping on a melted ice cube, take a moment and picture a baby gazelle.

Now, picture it with its legs all stretched out. No, longer than that; keep going, until they’re double the length they were at the start. When it looks perfectly horrendous, all contorted and spindly, stretch those legs out a few more inches. There, that’s it. Hold that image steady, now. Just put it in the back of your mind, for safekeeping— we’ll come back to our terrible gazelle amalgamation in a minute.

Now, picture a bunch of apples. Shiny, red ones— big and round. Put them all on the floor. Make sure they don’t roll too far— keep them close, huddled together in a nice apple pile in the middle of the floor. Which should be made of marble, by the way. Smooth, glossy marble floor. Got it?

If you could take a moment now to cover every inch of that floor with margarine, that would be fantastic. Just slather it on there. Don’t worry about wasting any, or not getting it on the apples— it’s imaginary margarine, there’s plenty to spare, and the apples won’t mind one bit.

When everything is sufficiently margarined, go on back and grab that horrifying spider-gazelle from earlier. Bring it into the apple room. Since you’re still imagining, it shouldn’t be too hard to sort of float the poor creature right above the apple pile (which you should do now, if that was unclear). Then take a step back. Observe the scene for a moment. Be proud of yourself— you did good work, you little artist, you.

Now drop the gazelle onto the apples.

The scene that follows should be one involving a lot of flailing limbs, inhuman screeching, and flying objects. It should also be simultaneously nauseating and absolutely hysterical.