Pretend you're attending a 4th of July party of one of your friends, and everything was fun and games, but suddenly one of the guests breaks a "favorite" possession of the host.
Your friend is absolutely furious and starts screaming hysterically. What kind of a possession would cause such rage? My guess is one of sentimental value that was passed down from generation to generation. Perhaps it is that grey couch. The couch was so old and faded, and frankly, carried an offensive odor that is better left unexplained.
It is rather shocking that the host is so upset, because the rest of the host's family is thrilled that they will no longer have to sit on that nasty old couch, which had taken up permanent residence in the family name for 200 years. The rest of the family is secretly grateful to the guest who had the so-called audacity to jump on the couch after having a few drinks too many with a force so strong, that the couch collapsed into two, and splinters flew all over the place. The couch is now officially worthless. It is time to take a trip to Ikea or some other furniture store and pick up a new one.
The End.
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