Picking the ball up, you are reminded of how you used to like all those times you spent at the beach. You decide to throw the ball across the small open grassy area that is in front of you. When you throw the ball the ball sticks to your hand!
Flinging your wrist you throw it again but the ball still sticks to your hand. With your other hand, you pry your stuck hand off the ball but with a price: your free hand
Your instincts kick in. You realize that anything that touches this sticks to it. Very slowly, you set the ball down on the ground in front of you so as not to touch the rest of you. Then from behind you comes a voice that says: "Uh-Uh not so fast" Suddenly, you are pushed forward over top of the ball. Your entire body becomes glued to the ball as you roll over and over until you're stopped by the owner of the voice you heard just a little while ago... the voice of a midget baker!