First of all I have the plague. Well, it may be a chest cold I'm not sure.
Second, I groggily opened the refrigerator and a bottle of bubbly wine dropped off the top shelf, popped its lid and rocketed across my apartment, spraying everything in sight- my home, my pants, my shirt, my eye. Remember I have the plague, so I can barely stand up and I feel absolutely disgusting and I had to clean that mess up in that state, not to mention the wasted bottle of wine. At least it was pretty funny.