Uh huhSo the situation was kinda like this:

I am playing some drunken air hockey with my current lover.

He is moving the puck quickly across the board, too quickly to get any hit in edgewise.

I just stand there.

He is moving the puck violently off the board – it flies off the table maybe five times. We have to run around looking for it. It gets buried under boxes. I help with that bit but otherwise just stand there waiting for a chance to move the puck at all.

He comments on my just standing there and then says, “That’s kinda like you in bed.”