Karma is a harsh mistress.

Mage was doing his usual "this MY chair, bitch!" routine on my computer chair. So, in vengeance bound, I resurrected an old game where I lay underneath the chair and tug on his tail when it starts thrashing about (first in testosterone, then in irritation after the first tug or two). This sends him all furiously spastic and he rushes to each side of the chair, frantically trying to nail me as I duck back under.

Hey, I'm easily amused.

So easily amused that after five minutes, I laughed so hard I triggered a coughing fit of such vehemence, I nearly puked my guts out all over the computer room floor.